Don’t Blame Me I’m A Martian-18
Chapter 18
I wake up with my eyes all crusty and eew from crying and a bit of a stuffed nose and a small headache. It’s late in the morning and I get up and drag myself out of bed to the shower and it’s already into the august heat so I start with a on the cool side of lukewarm shower and try to get my head wrapped around everything.
A’shani…
I have no idea of what the heck that means but I remember it just as clear as clear gets and the way that she looked.
She…her…My birth mother.
The first thing I do after getting dressed is walk over to the house and get a coffee and sit at the kitchen counter/island and look at my mom as she’s helping one of my Aunts shop for something online.
“So I remembered what she looked like.”
“Who honey?” she says absently.
“My birth mother.”
It went so quiet that you could hear the whine of the laptop.