Beyond the Divide: Part 6

“Hi, Mom.”

“Mark, is it really you?”

“It is. Listen, Mom…”

“Mark, the police called. They said that…”

“Mom. I know. I… they called me too.”

“They said other things. That she took money from her boss. That she… they said…”

“Mom, it’s okay. It will be okay.”

“My baby. My baby is gone.”

“I know, Mom.”

“Why…” Mark’s mother broke down. She sobbed and fought for words. Mark felt cold. None of it seemed real. Even if it was, he didn’t think he was in a place to know the difference.

“Mom, listen. Maybe I should come over. It would, I don’t know, be good to talk.”

“Oh, Mark. I’m so sorry about everything. I can’t believe this could happen. She was so young. We’re all so young.”

“Mom, why don’t I come over? Would that be alright?”

“Of course, of course. I have to call Grandma. Oh, she’s going to be heartbroken. My baby…”

“Mom, I’ll see you in the morning, okay?”

“What are we going to do, Mark?”

“We can talk in the morning. We’ll figure it out.”

Mark’s mother started to cry. “Okay.”

“Alright, I’ll see you in the morning.”

“Mark? I love you.”

“Bye, Mom.”

 

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Image by Kaleigh Kanary

 

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