EvelynI knocked once on Clara’s door and pushed it open.She was cross legged on her bed with her suitcase upended beside her. She looked up when I came in. Her jaw tightened slightly.I sat on the edge of the bed and moved a pile of clothes aside.“I’m sorry,” I said.Clara set down the shirt in her hands.“I put everything I was afraid of onto you,” I said. “Everything I have ever been scared of I dropped right on top of you and Jake and that wasn’t fair.” I looked at her directly. “You were right. I was projecting.”Clara looked at me for a moment. Then her shoulders dropped and she reached over and took my hand.“I know why you did it,” she said.“That doesn’t make it okay.”“No,” she said. “But I’m not angry anymore.” She squeezed my hand once. “I just need you to trust me Mom. That’s genuinely all I need from you. Jake loves me and I love him too, we might be young and stupid but at-least we know what we want now let the future sort itself out”“I trust you,” I said. “Trusting
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