Taking the Edge Off – Part 2

Karen raised a hand to her forehead and closed her eyes to try to block out the shame. What had she done to his beautiful mind? Was it her? Or was it the bitch?

‘Oh my god, Michael,’ she whispered, opening her eyes to see him again. ‘I thought I knew something about it but I had no idea.’

‘I couldn’t get you out of my head, mom. And there we were pushing each other away. I think I was falling for you. I felt so ashamed.’

‘Don’t be. I’m beyond flattered. But little old me?’ she asked.

‘You’re not old, mom,’ he said with a tired and resigned smile that barely broke the dark in his eyes. ‘But can we drop it for now? I’m exhausted.’

Karen seconded that. This business was exhausting but she would never sleep another wink in her life if that were possible, just so she could protect him. She stood up and drew him into her arms once more, hugging him close but not too tight.

He didn’t let go for a long time. And she wanted so badly to tell him that she felt the same, but she couldn’t. Not right now. It wouldn’t be fair on her son.