Mother? II

Aaron

Anna made to approach me, but I put up a hand to prevent her from getting any closer. She might be my mother, but that didn't excuse her from being a murderer. I had heard a lot of things about her, and staring at her at that moment, I had no idea if I should even consider her my mother.

"Aaron.." she called out, her lips shaking, and her voice trembling with emotions. It wasn't long before her tears began to flow, and despite my clear attempt to push her away, Anna threw herself on me and wrapped her arms around me. I fought to break free, but failed to push her away. She was strong, and I didn't want to accidentally hurt her by being rough.

"I've waited many years for this moment, why didn't you come to find me sooner?" Anna inquired as her tears soaked my shirt. I had gotten tired of the embrace, and the moment I felt her grip weaken a bit on me, I immediately withdrew from her reach.