Momo Mha Fanart Novels & Stories

🎀MOANA🎀 The following morning, we had breakfast together. My mother made pancakes. Mylana helped pour the batter. I set the table. Three plates. Three forks. Three glasses of orange juice. My mother asked about my favorite things now, the things she had missed. What music I listened to. What books I read. What made me laugh. I answered. She listened. She asked more questions. She was trying, I could see her trying, to be the mother she wished she had been.