She didn't try and stopme. I cried all the way home. I went into the sewing room and closed the doorbehind me. I thought about ringing Mom and telling...her there would be noneed to pick me up. I was devastated. The guitar called to me like afriend. I picked it up and began playing a soulful tune. The music easedmy sorrow. Had what just happened, really happened? Was I hallucinating?How could she? My thoughts drifted off. Somewhere around ten o'clock Mom came home. "Joan, come here. It wasn't long before I heard the water running in her shower. She might love having the little horse named after her, but she didn't want to go to bed smelling like it.I showered, too, and slept well, awakening two minutes before the alarm. I switched it off, dressed, and went in search of caffeine, the paper, and television's morning news programs.Cheryl slept late, despite the hour time difference. She never had been a morning person. I was considering waking her when she came staggering. More

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