She looked totally blown away.
Her mouth was slightly open, staring into my eyes.
“It’s okay. I’m okay Mel. I’m just fine, I-” I said, but was interrupted by Mel crying softly into my shoulder.
“It must be so sad not having a Mom around.” She said softly.
“Yeah, but Mel, here’s the thing. If my Mom hadn’t died, I wouldn’t be the person I’m proud to be now.” I said with a soft smile. “When she died, it was a huge blow, because I was so dependent of her. My dad was never home and I had to cook for myself and take on more responsibility.”
Mel looked up at me, aghast. I knew what she was thinking.
“It wasn’t like it was a good thing. I still miss her. But I wouldn’t be the person you know right now if I hadn’t learned to take care of myself.”
Mel rested her head on my shoulder as we walked.
When we reached my house, we opened the door.
“Well, this is it.” I said, gesturing to the clean and well-lit house.”
“Wow, it looks nice.”
“I’ll put some water up to boil, as soon as I do that, we can see my room.” I smiled