The Last Fall

Cai's Misery

CHERYL's POINT OF VIEW

"Oh no. I think that it's the other kind of cheese that she likes to use but...I'm not sure which one..." I said to a worker as I looked over the different cheeses in the store.

I knew that Cai wanted to make something for dinner tomorrow night and she uses a specific kind of cheese. If she doesn't use it, she'll feel as if the recipe is ruined.

Might I add, it's my Mom's recipe. However, she loves to make it her own and cook for me sometimes.

She hasn't cooked for me in a while and that's why I'm excited. Excited for us to bond more and get closer in life.

I'm finally getting our Mother, Daughter relationship back like we had it once before.

It made me happy.

"No, ma'am. I'm not sure which one your daughter would prefer. Maybe you should call her..." the worker said as she too continued looking over the different cheeses.

"Yeah, maybe I should." I said as I reached into my purse and pulled out my phone. "Thank you though." I said as I smiled at the worker and watched her smile back. Next, she walked off and I started calling my baby girl.

I waited as the phone started to ring.

I was starting to worry by the fourth ring because even though she was asleep- she would answer by the second ring.

No answer.

So, I called her again.

I stood there looking down the aisle and waited. I continued waiting but this wasn't like her.

Why wouldn't she answer my call?

This was the first.

I sighed, pulled my phone away from my ear and started to send her a text message. I told her to call me as soon as she saw this message.

After I pressed send, I grabbed whatever cheese I felt would do her good and made my way towards the checkout line.

I had to get home.

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CAI's POINT OF VIEW

Numb.

That's exactly how I felt.

I no longer wanted the lower half of my body to be attached to me anymore.

The height of dirtiness that I felt at this moment was indescribable.

I felt as if my screams couldn't help me at all.

No matter how loud I cried out for help....my Mom couldn't hear me. She was too far away.

We grow up with the thought of our parents always being there whenever we needed them the most, right?

One whisper of their name and they will come running.

Yet, this time- louder than a whisper didn't help me at all.