“Muuum” she said, but it was a pretty minor complaint really, as she submitted to the cleaning. She leaned against the larger form of her mother with a sigh. She fell silent for a little bit, enjoying the familiarity of her mothers scent and touch. She had missed this enough to leave an ache in her heart. “I missed you.” She admitted softly, closing her eyes. Though she didn’t intend to sleep, and waste any of this time with her mother.
She wanted to talk, but there was so much there in her thoughts that it was hard to grasp any one thing, or to describe it the way she wanted. She decided to pick one that was both tricky, but made her happy. “I met a boy.”
