The Matchmaker's Choice: A Lesbian Romance - Page 155

we don’t really agree on much either.

“Stephanie.” Mom says my name as a sort of guarded

greeting. She sets her black leather purse down on the island’s

white quartz countertop.

As usual, she’s immaculately dressed. Not fancy. Just

her regular black pants, cardigan, blouse ensemble she wears

when she goes out. Today her blouse is red and the cardigan is

black. Plain, but dignified. Her hair turned grey a long time

ago and she never bothered with dying it. She always liked to

wear it long and she has it pulled back in a tidy bun at the back

of her head. Not at her nape. Not on top. Somewhere in the

middle. Not a hair is out of place. She’s wearing the gold chain

that my dad gave her for Christmas before I was born. It’s her

favorite. She has tons of other jewellery, but she hardly ever

takes off that necklace. I know that she has tons of rings too,

but she only ever wears her plain gold wedding band.

“Mom…” I’m not sure why she’s here. She has the

code for the front door because she’s my mom and I didn’t see

any harm in giving it to her. Normally she calls me to tell me

that she’s coming. This is only probably the second or third

time she’s ever just walked in. “Do you want eggs? Toast?”

The toaster pops then, comically.

Mom shakes her head. There’s something wrong with

her eyes. They’re too intense. Not narrowed, but dark. She has

dark brown eyes like me. She’s a few inches shorter than I am,

but she’s every bit as in shape. Mom always liked to be active.

She was always naturally trim, so exercise was something she

enjoyed, not something she made herself do. She still loves her

yoga classes and she and my dad often go for walks or even go

hiking or biking together.

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