**Naomi's point of view**
My dad just told me, that my mom is coming over tonight to ''talk'' about everything that has happened within the past five years. Just like that. I can't really tell how i'm feeling about it, i don't really know her anymore.
I'm wondering, if she's gotten taller. Wiser maybe? Or if she looks older? Has the wrinkles finally managed to make their entrance? I remember that i always admired her, when i was younger. I wanted to dress like her, wear her makeup and her long stiletto shoes. Since she left, i found my own style, and as i look back, it kinda resembles hers.
''Will you stay?'' my dad asked, after he announced that she's coming over. He looked pleading, so i knew he wanted me to. For his sake, i agreed to stay, if only for a couple of hours.
