“Just until I get back on my feet, Mom.”
I believed him.
Mothers usually do.
But temporary became permanent.
Months became years.
And somewhere along the way, I stopped being a guest and became a convenience.
I cooked.
I cleaned.
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“Just until I get back on my feet, Mom.”
I believed him.
Mothers usually do.
But temporary became permanent.
Months became years.
And somewhere along the way, I stopped being a guest and became a convenience.
I cooked.
I cleaned.
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