Literature
Mentioning Mommy
"I saw her the other day, by the way." he added.
There was a pause in the cadence of music playing. It seemed as though, the car now moved at the speed of the expressionless orange lights at the mention of her.
As we approached the red light, I gave him a quick response, "So...?"
Pretending to be despondent, I looked out the window, my lips latching onto a wandering fingernail that trailed over my skin. I detested the act, but found instantaneous relief in biting down as hard as I could until I hit the quick. I winced.
"Yeah well." He answered in his ho-hum, matter-of-fact way. "We said what needed to be said, and put most of what had happ