Dare to Fall

e when I was three years old and had given it t

in the scrapbook. It was packed with family photos, whi

ecall the last time I saw him when he took me to a location somewhere in southern C

elf as I recalled. My father's memories were as new as yeste

had been sitting on my lap, and placing it on the bed beside me. As I made my way down the stairs, I was greeted by the scent of marinara

n the mirror. As I continue to look at her, I wondered. When she turns her head in my direc

says. She returns her attention to the mirror and starts applying makeup

de and outside her office. I've met several men that my mother has taken into our

p when she started to ignore everything I said, notably when I voiced my displeasure with what she was doing

as she's finished adding red lipstick to her lips. I leaned on the wall, my eyes fixed

er comment. I say whiningly, "I'm

childhood

other, was a friend of my mother's. My mother and Jen wanted to introduce us because

our relationship behind. But then, just three years ago, my mother and I returned to Pennsylvania and agreed to stay for another three or four yea

o make a commitment that

we moved out of this house. I never had the opportunity to tell him how I really felt about

er since I moved out of town and out of his reach, he's been a different p

we grow for the better? Or are we just seeking to become a

want to bring her up, he says his girlfriend is out of town or isn't getting along right now. I didn'

ant to observe him from afar, believing that he is in love

Mom says, catching my attention. My eyes w

ime I try. Whenever I head out to go shopping because of a discount or treat Et

begun school, getting a career at

going out today," I say, "But... you can count on m

heel. When I got upstairs, I went straight to my nightstand to

, I smile. As I headed back down the stairs, I took my keys

ds me as I stop at the last staircase. I gazed at her from hea

n that hugged her torso and emp

hfully. "Please don't bring any of your dates back here again because it wo

s home. Dave (or whatever his name was) was pacing around

eleven o'clock, and I expect the chores to be completed as I just said and as we

t it twice, you know," I

es to turn around to give me one more glance before leav

ack of my head, "Love you, too," I say before

ed into my pocket to retrieve my cell. I read the caller ID for a second befo

phone on speaker mode as I placed it on the staircase, two ste

er line, making me chuckle to myself at his honesty.

the front door. I opened the door and stepped out of the house, lock

e says. "I'm just

"Why don't you just tell me what you wanted to tell me instead of going out tod

ou are hanging out with your girlfriend and don't have e

ed the keys to the ignition, turning the key as the engine ro

highway," I say as I put the car on the drive setting

omething, and I decided that now would be an excellent time to come up

stuff I wish I had done but didn't. I wanted to be honest with Ethan as much as he tried to be frank with me; even if

share my thoughts about him with him. I want to express myself, and if he doe

t have to continue suppres