the short stairway and out the door.
I turned to Destiny. "Should I be happy or sad?"
I asked her. She said nothing, of course.
It was too soon to know.
I turned off the lights this time and left the
motor home. Before going any farther. I stopped and
looked at my car. It had been so long since I had
driven it. Maybe I'll take Echo for a ride tomorrow. I
thought. Maybe we'll look Tyler's mother in the face
so she can't ignore our existence or at least Echo's.
Tyler might be upset about it, but maybe his mother would see how sweet Echo is and she wouldn't be so against Tyler's helping her. Once in a while, it's good to think positively and be optimistic, whether it has a
chance to come true or not.
Once in a while.
When I rounded the corner of the house. I
immediately saw the van was gone. I was relieved at
that. I wasn't looking forward to confronting Rhona so
quickly again. The house was very quiet when I
stepped in, but then I heard the rattle of a pan in the
kitchen and I headed for it.
It wasn't hard to see Mrs. Westington was
upset. "Where is everyone?" I asked.
She stopped working, took a breath, and turned
to me. "My daughter has decided to take her daughter
to a restaurant for dinner tonight. She says it's about
time they got to know each other. Can you imagine?
It's about time? Ten years? There's enough water
under that bridge to fill an ocean. But," she said after
another deep sigh, "I guess a child always has a right
and a need to know her mother, even if that mother is
as irresponsible and as selfish as Rhona."