The Impact of You

Jase

I drag the phone away from my ear at the shrill of laughter. It’s great hearing my mom so chipper, but no one needs this much information on the latest romance novel her book club is reading, least of all her son. Gah…

My dad has returned from China and we even manage to exchange a few friendly words over the phone before he hands it over to my mom. To my surprise, he thanks me for coming home to check on her while he was away. I didn’t think he’d notice or care, so it’s good to know he did.

“How’s Avery?” Mom asks next. “I told your dad how pretty and sweet she is.”

Shit. Just hearing her name is like a kick to the gut. I try to decide what to say next. “Ah…She and I aren’t seeing each other anymore.”

Alexander Owens. What did you do to

Mom. Thanks for automatically

but I can tell she won’t just let this drop, like I’m silently begging her to do. “That girl was sweet as pie, Jase,

deep breath, trying to calm my rioting nerves. “Let’s just say, she was hiding some major skeletons in her closet and she wasn’t who I thought she was.” It sounds like a bullshit excuse when I say it out loud. I

with you. But we don’t just cut people out of our lives when they make mistakes. I thank God every day that you forgave me.

I wish Avery would have trusted me enough to come to me herself with the

it. But did you ask her why she didn’t come to you? Give her a chance to explain herself? Maybe she was going to tell you, or maybe she had a

it when my mom’s right.

one more conversation with her, Jase. That’s one of my biggest regrets – I wish I would have talked more openly about things