Breaking Free from a Mama's Boy

econciliation request. However, I set my own terms-no hi

d, promising he'd never

promise gave me a little peace of mind. After all, I wasn'

to meet me and ask for forgiveness. He even confessed that he had searched online

ybe Julian wasn't entirely hopele

decade wouldn't suddenly break free. They'd either succeed spectacularly or end up

ng nature before, and it had

nt "Sure, I'll try no

work with me to take care of my mom. After all, she's my mother

hell

ing to reconcile with me; he was

"Our mothers have done so much for us. Everyt

ngue to keep from swearing, but if this had been

idea h

n. Your mom is my mom too. Once we're married, we'll be

abbing my hand. "Great! Let's go

nding Vera a quick update en route. S

om. She turned when she heard the door, her cheer

doing here?"

, grabbed the mop from her hand,

'll take care of this," I sa

iding Karen to the couch and

ving with a man before marriage?

. "You're absolutely right, Ms. Buckley. That wa

d them, and handed them to Karen with an obsequious

o hours wer

ause "it's bad for the skin" (even though her foundation was an inch thick), and prioritize frugality and hard wo

ead, agreeing to everything s

as hungry, I immediately w

op-the chicken was too dry, the seasoning

to her sat

other me. This was ex

kitchen, did their laundry,

me to leave, Karen sai

ng hired as your ful

t out loud. I smiled and sa

, "Take care. Text me when yo

, he'd have walked me ho

ensure Julian would remember me f