Chapter 17: Mother Thompson

Michael's POV

The line stopped ringing, but no sound came from the other end. I scratched the back of my neck nervously. I hope my mother answered and this wasn't a trick from her answering machine.

"Hello, Mikey?"

The sound of my mother's voice set my body at ease. Hearing her voice was always a pleasure. She was the calm to my storm. The first woman to ever offer me her heart and protect mine as well.

"I'm glad you answered. I need your guidance now more than ever," I confessed.

"What's the matter? Talk to me."

Those seemed to be the only words I needed to hear as I indulged my mother with the events that happened. I knew she'd be disappointed and perhaps embarrassed by my actions, but I had to talk to someone. I needed to unload some of my stress otherwise I would explode.