Mother-daughter photograph

“What did you say?” I questioned Lily.

“I’ve been speaking for the past twenty minutes and you didn’t hear a word.”

“I’m sorry, just thinking about mum.”

“I know. I wasn’t kidding about the topless woman though.” I raised my brow. “I swear. I filled mum’s cup, started to come back but this lady just strolled out of her room with her tits hanging out. And then a nurse apologized to me and led her back into the room.”

“That’s…” I didn’t know what to tell her.

“Very foretelling. I kept thinking, a month or two from now, some other kid is going to come here to see her mum, and when she gets a glass of water, our mum’s going to stroll out without a shirt.”

“Lily-“

“I know…you’re right. She could be pantless too.” She looked at me with her straight face. Then she snorted, then I did, and we burst into a fit of giggles.

“I should not find that funny.”

“But you do, your humor is still juvenile.”

The cool air brushed against my bare skin and I let out a long suffering sigh.

“It’s in our blood