Then he read the email and his doubts were cleared. I thought you might like the picture. It's been a long time since [Ace to Ace. Please don't--[Please don't--[do you feel like going back]). I don't need to see you to love you. Totally {or - how you encourage me, you treat your mother disinterestedly. you have everything i want That day, after work, he stopped in front of the mirror and looked at himself. She has a really beautiful face. But now she was burning with joy she had never felt before. He smiled. Her mother noticed something else. Candice was recognizable by her strange expression, but she said nothing. The work didn't come quickly enough, then he ran home with the groceries, gave his mom a quick kiss and ran into the room with the laptop.
She answered imagining his voice speaking her own words. He was in the room and it was as if they were talking face to face. For the first time in her memory, she felt comfortable in her own skin. It freed him completely and at the same time excited him as if he was flying or falling. - Candace! - I called my mother from the living room. - Do you want to eat soon?
- Let's go, mom! He sighed and walked into the kitchen. As she sat at dinner in front of the television, Candace knew that her mother's eyes would sometimes blink at the screen to give her a break. It was strange. Usually, reality TV didn't catch her eye. You don't have to wait long to find out why. "Candace, what happened?"
Candice smiled in surprise. "Nothing, mother. Why?" - You're acting strange. With a smile.'
- Do you want me to be happy?
undoubtedly. But it's just that you haven't watched much TV with me, and it seems like you're keeping some sort of secret. Tell me what's going on.' His mother reached across the stacked table to take his hand. "Like I said, it's nothing. I'm just happy, that's all.''
"Honey, I hope you don't think you have to look like your little sister."
Her mother's words hurt more than Candice wanted to admit. He withdrew his hand. "I'm not trying to be like Tiffany. Why do you think this?' "Because you are two different people. Tiffany...
I found out very quickly that you are a housekeeper. You are with me, he said.
"I know mom. I just…"
"I don't want you to try anyone but you. I don't want you to get hurt again."
- I won't, mom, I promise.
"Because it hurts a woman like Tiffany." It hurts a woman like us.
"good."
Mom returned to the show, Candace fell into a sad silence and her optimism evaporated. He wanted to disappear into his room more than anything, but his mother noticed him and disappeared with her instead.