She was, I mean… is… my mom. Actually, she was my mom and my dad. She was my friend, too.
And it’s weird. A part me wants to find who did this and beat them with a baseball bat or something. While another part of me can hear Mom saying, “Now, Christopher, never answer hate with more hate.” That’s just the kind of person she was. And I can’t understand how anyone could do something like this. Not to her.
…She was the best mom in the whole world.
(This is part 13 of 26 of the story What Happened to Alice. To see the full listing click here.)