One step ahead

My phone blaring from the nightstand woke me from the most amazing dream. I was walking down the aisle again, seeing James at the end, but this time he was smiling.

He was happy.

I slept in the room that I had prior to leaving James’ home. Our home. I still don’t know exactly where we stand in our relationship, and to be honest, it feels like we’re just now getting to the dating stage of things.

Reaching out, I grab the phone, answering without checking who was on the other side of the receiver, “Rosalind Colette Red,” my mother’s angry voice shouted, instantly sobering me from my sleepiness, “I expect you here for breakfast within the hour.”

She left no room for argument. When my mother demanded something like this; you listened. Despite being an adult, most days she still treated me like a child. Like I was still beneath her thumb.

“I’ll see you soon,” I muttered, feeling this uneasiness in my gut. The only other time that my mother had acted this way was when Chris ended up in jai