Page 6 of Pulse
Josie’s jaw dropped. “That’s Monica’s uppity mother? What did she want?”
I shrugged. “She was being nice and apologetic, which could only mean she has an ulterior motive. Dad and I get along now. ‘Along’ enough that I don’t hate him anymore.”
“Maybe she feels threatened?”
“Maybe.”
Or maybe she felt bad about her lack of acknowledgement. All I knew was the fact that I didn’t want it. I wanted a life with Ash, but that wasn’t an option anymore. I couldn’t have a future with somebody who wasn’t there.
My mum wanted me to have a family, but the reality was something much different. As I stepped onto the makeshift set with the Twins, I realized I had another kind of family. One that wasn’t blood related, one that didn’t share DNA or anything biological. We shared our love of fighting. My family was Josie, Seth and the Twins.
In a way, I’d followed my mum’s last wish down to the letter. I hoped I’d made her proud.
The photographer started snapping shots of us together as the reporter came forward and started asking for some different poses. The Twins were lapping it up and were constantly trying to pinch me to get me to crack a smile. Josie just kept giving me the thumbs up when I glanced at her in a blind panic.
What a family to wake up to.
