I'm not okay, but I nod at Braddock when he asks. As he drives I look out the window, staring at nothing as my mind whirls with thoughts, I felt the tugs towards both of them, but when she cried, the words just flew out of my mouth, my feet moved on their own towards her, my only thought was to comfort her. My brows creased, she didn't look like how I remembered her, not at all. The woman I remember was tall, skinny, lack luster brown hair with huge brown eyes, she wasn't beautiful but she was my Mom. This Rose DeLuca, was stunningly beautiful, her black hair in a updo, her high cheek bones, brilliant green eyes, the light shade of green just like my own. When I hugged her, she felt like home and it comforted me. I wring my hands in my lap, "Braddock," I whisper, he hums, "can we go home please, I don't want to stay here."He answers immediately, "of course, my love, we'll go change and then get our bags and head home." I nod, "thank you," is all I say as I continue to stare
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