chapter 6

The coffee pot gurgled and sputtered as it percolated. I tore my eyes away from the appliance to look at my mom. She was a mess and it hurt a little to see her like this. I’d gotten good at blocking it out and reminding myself about how badly she treated me the last few years. But there was something about knowing it was time to say goodbye that made you view things differently. I felt sorry for her. She’d been handed this life without choice. She wasn’t the one who fucked up, but I couldn’t stay here. Not even for her. There was nothing I could do.

“I’ll leave as soon as the magic lets me out,” I said.

“Good,” she said.

“Will you be okay?” It was a question I’d wondered about a few times but always stopped myself from asking. She wouldn’t be okay and we both knew it. She’d have to start taking better care of herself and I wasn’t sure she could.

“Don’t worry about me,” she said.

“I’m not going to come back after I go.” I wasn’t sure why I told her that, but it seemed like she should k