Crossroads

by Laurel Hightower

He noticed what was bothering her, or causing a problem in her life, and he went about fixing it without saying a word.

Where had this love been, this unselfish faith and care, when it would have made a difference?

She wasn’t going down that road, wasn’t going to become her mother. Always railing about what Chris owed to her, for the sacrifices she’d made. Furious at her daughter for the slightest transgression, and always falling back on her ingratitude theme.

she’d need to give her life for him. Maybe even her soul.

Chris didn’t love her mother, and she wouldn’t miss her. A terrible thing to admit, and a truth she’d shied away from for years, until the right therapist had pointed out that the woman had done a stellar job of killing any natural love Chris might have held for her.