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~Lay down here beside me in the shallow water... Beside me where the sun is shining on us still~  Sirens- Cher Lloyd

"I'm so sorry for all that you go through," Mom caresses my cheek gently, wiping the tears away. "I would take it away if I could." her touch is warm and soothing, helping me to ground myself back in reality. I inhale deeply and nod knowingly. 

"God knows what you do is more than enough Mama." I hold her hand in place and lean into it. "I don't know what would have become of me if you hadn't helped me. I honestly don't know if I would have found the strength."

"You would have. I have faith in you and you're a fighter." she chuckles "Always have been and always will be. Whether it be your sanity, no offense dear, or whether or not you're going to eat your vegetables."

I smile, finding that I don't have to try so hard and that I actually feel slightly happier. "Thank you. That makes me stronger, I think." Or gives me hope, in the very least. 

"And I know." she sighs and scoots up to sit next to me, wrapping and arm around my shoulders and pulling my head down to rest in the crook of her neck. "See, this is why I didn't want you to move away. Who is going to remind you that you're más fuerte que los dioses?"

I roll my eyes, although she may seem only slightly crazy sometimes, mom has a tendency to believe in conspiracy theories and things like aliens, mythological creatures, and superhuman abilities. She's been watching me for the past year, determined that I'll have some sort of superhuman ability presenting. She makes the odd hint every now and again. But the thing is, right now I woudln't mind a superpower and being stronger than the gods, as she said. It would make me feel more powerful than the problems I've been struggling with. 

"I needed to move away Mom. He was still there in that town, maybe not physically but in my memories. I thought it was doing me more harm than moving away would. I don't think I was wrong...maybe this is just a setback." I stare at my hands. I hope it's just a setback and not a relapse. 

"Hmph." she grunts "We'll see I suppose. I'll be staying for a week or so I think. When a week is gone by we can see if you're ready to be alone." 

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