Jessica
How can a person know that they are genuinely caring?
“Wife?” I looked at Alex and hummed as I watched him scroll on his phone, nothing but words and statistical data were present. “Do you think mom can invite that witch over for dinner?” he asked, lifting his eyes that are hiding behind his reading glasses.
I want to learn things myself. I realized how I always let my emotions determine what I do and I want to stop being irrational unstable when it comes with dealing with the only people who cares for me—they can be counted my fingers, and I should be more than happy to have them.
I laughed. “Rebecca is not a witch, hon.” It’s actually been 3 days ever since Doctor Jones talked me out and I want to apply everything I learned by approaching them in a different manner. It would
