The Cookie Tin That Saved Me After I Called My Mother Disgraceful

“I don’t know how to bounce back anymore. I just know I can’t keep falling.”

My mother nodded like that was enough.

Melissa’s eyes went to her.

“And what about you?” she demanded. “What about your life? When do you get to enjoy anything? When do you stop living like the world is about to end?”

My mother’s lips curved slightly.

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