Mommy Mearest Novels & Stories

Lory went into remission seven months ago and today we get to see if she's finally free from cancer. We soon reached the hospital and Lory reached out for my hand as we enter the building. I could the anxiety on her face. Lory's always been a cheery person and she's always been resilient. She never failed to lose her smile. Even when our mother passed she made sure that I would smile or laugh at least for a second.

she cries hugging me. " I missed you too,I hope you bought the things I asked you to" I say and she nods. "Come in,mom is preparing dinner" she says "I won't be staying for long" I tell her and she nods sadly. "Sienna, sweety you are here"my mom says once she came to see who Maddy was taken to. "Mother"I say curtly "What brings you here darling "she asks with a smile, this side of my mother is so weird.

My mom dallied a bit before replying. " Amelia Taylor, you like it? " my mom said. Mabel gasped. I glanced at Mabel and Ryan. " are you sure?" I asked. " 101 percent sure." " Amelia Taylor, I like it. Sounds expensive. " Mabel said. I chuckled. " Amelia Taylor it is then" " awesome. " my mom hugged me. " don't worry you'll get used to it, same way I'm getting used to being called madam Emilie. "

Let's just say that Eden is currently resting from all her tiring routines. “Mommy can see all of us because our hearts are connected to mommy. You, daddy, Louise, uncle Sian, and the others are part of Mommy, so Mommy can see us from afar even when mommy is sleeping,” explained Aciel with a tight chest that kept stabbing his heart cavity.

"Sharon... Holly... Lene. Darlene. That's her full name." "You know her?" Jean asks, perplexed. "Yes. Darlene Mason. She's my Mum." Jean's eyes widen. "What a freaking coincidence. Come on, let's break the news to Holly." Excited, she pulls Ford's hand and out of the room, into the dining room where Jean's happy face grabs everyone's attention. "What's going on Mum? You look like you could fly." "We just had another major discovery. We were in the Memory House and Ford saw that picture of you on your graduation day..."

Mommy appears to be acquainted with our new neighbor. "Hi, Sweetheart. You've arrived. Mommy has just met our new next-door neighbor. She is Mrs. Selly , and she lives with her family. Neighbors who are nice and considerate of one another. She also owns a dog." Mommy is overjoyed at the prospect of making new friends. I merely reacted with a smile and a slight response. The sun has gone down. My lips are perfectly finished with the lipstick. I'm only wearing a sweater and pants tonight. In the mirror, I appear to be quite unassuming. Kevin stated that the party would be relaxed and not overly formal. So there's no need to dress up.

Can today get any worse? I flinched when the intercom in my room suddenly sounded. “Max, it’s me, Mom. I installed an intercom so I wouldn’t have to yell my vocal cords off trying to get to you like my mom did when I was younger,” she said proudly. I shook my head. Great idea though, to be fair. “Guess who is here?” my mom teased and my eyes widened. I didn’t even have to think. Aunt Margery. My mom’s best friend.

Ch-3 --------------------- Since I was laying there without the robe on, mom could clearly see that my modest ten inch friend down there was enjoying her floor show. It was lurching and growing constantly. Mom was trying to 'sell me on her' so I could be tied down to her by marriage, and she was doing a great job. What was next?

"Can you tell me what this is, Mama? It’s a…?" Mama’s eyes flickered to the card, her lips parting slightly. "…Apple," she whispered, her voice barely audible. The therapist smiled warmly. "That’s right! An apple. Excellent, Mama." In another corner of the room, a cognitive therapist worked on memory exercises, using familiar objects and scents to trigger recall. The process was slow, painstaking, but there were moments—tiny flickers of recognition—that gave the team hope. Mama’s journey was far from over, but they were committed to helping her reclaim as much of her life as possible.

He said. Dad, Mom and I burst in a fit of laughter. I've missed the days where we used to be together most of the time. I sleep here sometimes but mostly just stay at the pack house. “I met a new friend, Momma.” I widened my eyes in surprise. He's never been one to get close to other kids his age. “Who is he?” I asked, giving him a sweet smile. “She! Momma, she's a girl. A pwetty one. Her name is Merida.”