Free Obscured (The Obscured Series Book 1) by C.M. Boers Page A

happy.
    “I
thought I would surprise you with dinner. Plus we haven’t had a whole lot of
time to spend together this week so I thought I would give us extra time.”
    “You’re
right; we haven’t,” she smiled. “Thanks honey, this is so sweet. I had quite a
rough day and this is the best thing for me to come home to.”
    I
was glad she appreciated it—but she always did anyways. To her, if you thought
ahead and did something special for her, it melted her heart.
    “I
made your favorite, tilapia.”
    “Even
better! Yum!”
    “Oh,
before I forget to tell you, I made plans to go with some friends on Saturday night
and I was thinking about having my friend Bailey over during the day. Is that
okay?”
    “Of
course! Actually, I was hoping that you would make plans. I was invited to go
out to dinner with some co-workers, and some of the girls are going shopping
beforehand and I wanted to go. That should give you girls some alone time.”
    “Thanks
mom.”
    “So
who are you going out with?” she asked.
    “Me,
Bailey, Pete and Eli. We eat lunch together every day.”
    “That
sounds fun.”
     It
was the first time I wasn’t feeling grumpy towards my mom about the move. I
hadn’t realized how much I was actually enjoying my time there—that in itself
was a huge turning point for me. No longer would I give my mom a hard time
about moving, at least for now. She seemed to have enough on her plate as it
was, and I was sure I hadn’t been helping with all of my stubbornness and
complaints.
    “Well,
since you made dinner I will do the dishes,” she said, standing up with an
empty plate in hand.
    “Okay,”
I agreed. I grabbed my plate and glass to bring into the kitchen. “I was
thinking that we could sit down and watch a movie or TV together.”
    I
flipped through the channels while I waited in the living room for my mom to
finish up in the kitchen. We sat down and watched a chick flick we both lovedtogether. By the end of the movie, as always, mom was crying. We both sat
there watching the credits for a few minutes, absorbing the movie, lost in our
own thoughts.
    As
I stood up to turn off the movie, I tripped on the leg of the coffee table,
banging my shin as I fell. Even though pain shot through my leg, I couldn’t
help but laugh. It was something so typical of my klutzy self. Even so, Mom
immediately jumped up, showing concern.
    “Are
you okay?” She grabbed my arm frantically to help me up.
    “I'm fine! Just being my usual
self I suppose.”
    “You’re
bleeding!” she exclaimed, looking at my head.
    “I
am?” I reached up and touched my forehead. It came off with a smidge of blood.
I must have bumped my head on the coffee table, too.
    Mom
cleaned my forehead and I looked in the mirror. It looked horrible. The cut
itself wasn’t too deep, but it was swollen and already starting to bruise. I
looked like I’d been in a car accident.
    I
headed to bed shortly after we put a butterfly bandage on it, but not before I
took an aspirin for the headache I was beginning to feel. I hoped it would be
gone in the morning.
    I
rummaged through my nightstand drawer for my chapstick ,
and instead found a picture of my dad, my mom and I at the beach. It made me
smile thinking about the fun that we had together, yet it also made me sad. I
knew those times happy times together were over. I drifted to sleep while
looking at the picture, my chapstick all but
forgotten.
    I
awoke Friday morning with a start, though this time it wasn’t because of a
dream. It was because my mom was sitting on the bed next to me, watching me
sleep.
    “I
brought you breakfast in bed. I thought it would be a nice treat,” she smiled.
    “Mom,
you were worried about me, weren’t you?”
    “Yes,”
she admitted shamelessly. “Can ya blame me?” she
laughed.
    I
breathed slowly to make my heart stop racing. After all, the only thing she
ended up doing was scaring the crap out of me!
    I
rolled my eyes. “Well, thanks for the breakfast in