My mother’s daughter

Deep breaths and clear vision, body failing yet together.

She walked towards the exit door with her head held up high as she scanned her surroundings.

Her eyes flew from right to left before she drew the car door open, she took a final glance before she sat in the car and gently pulled the door close.

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"Did you miss me already?." I heard a familiar voice.

I sighed. "If I missed you I would have come see you personally, it rather seems as though you miss me." 

I heard nothing, I turned the car on and drove out of the garage smoothly.

"You should be tired of this!." I said without struggling despite the fact her hand was wrapped around my neck strangling me.

She paused and her grip began to slowly loosen. "How dare you!." She yelled.

"What have I done this time?." I questioned her.

She yelled in anger, she struggled from the back seat to the front, she sat quietly on the seat without speaking a word.