A Chance to Heal

Denial

That wasn't possible. That just wasn't possible at all. Her Mother must be wrong. The dead can't come back no matter what. She put her phone out for a second. Took a deep breath then put her phone back to her ear. In a calm voice, she stated, "Mom, that's just not possible."

"Dad's been dead for years, he can't come back for us.",she added. Wondering what really happened to Nancy. What made her tell her Mother all these things. And what was wrong with her at all? Did Nancy have some sort of breakdown? Figuring she'd visit her later, she said,"Let's just go get for Halloween. We can talk about this later."

"Pumpkin, she sounded so convincing, she even had injuries.",her Mother insisted. Injuries? Did that mean that Nancy was harming herself? What would make her do this to herself? It was just so mind boggling. Her mouth turned into a frown as she tried to think of what could've happened. Why Nancy would even think of harming herself. This hadn't made any sense at all. Nancy didn't seem like the type. But then again was there really a set 'type' for this? In a calm voice, she stated,"I think she might have been hurting herself, Mom. There's no way that Dad could've gotten to her."

"Things like that don't happen outside of terrible horror movies.",Maggie added. Assuring both her Mother and herself of this fact. There was no possible way that something like that could happen. Only in horror movies. It made her feel more at ease as she relaxed herself. Then she asked,"Are you still at home or something? Where are you?"

"I'm parked in at a Circle K, Pumpkin.",her Mother answered. Not too far from where she lived. So it wouldn't be too long before she would show up. Checking her hair, Maggie stated,"Okay, good. I'll see you in a few minutes."

Her Mother confirmed this and hung up. Leaving her completely alone with her own thoughts. None of this situation had made any sense to her. All she wanted to do was go see her childhood friend. What was going on with Nancy? Why had her home burned down at all? It just seemed so disturbing. But she didn't know what to make of it. Nor did she really understand it. She bit her lip as she tried to push it out of her mind. Ignore what she was thinking and focus on her plans for the day. Like she usually did when her Dad was brought up. Ignore it, focus on something else. Bury the idea under more ideas until she couldn't remember her original thought. Not healthy in the slightest bit, but it worked for her. Made it easier for her to cope with her issues. Unhealthy or not.

She decided to wait for her Mother by the living room window. Wanting to do something to keep busy. They could go see Nancy later to clear up some things. Find out exactly what she really was doing. For now, she just had to focus on her Mom. As she leaned against the window, she hummed. Watching the road as she did. A little while later, she noticed her Mother pull up into her driveway. She hurried turned off the lights in her home. Then hurried out to join her. Once in the car, they greeted each other. Maggie buckled up as her Mother pulled out of her driveway.

Calmly, she asks, "So where do you want to go first?"

"Let's get something to eat first. I'm starving.",her Mother answered. Which was fine by her. She wasn't the only one who was super hungry. So she nodded in agreement. Then suggested they go get Taco Bell, as they hadn't gone in months. Her Mother agreed. They pulled out of the driveway as they chatted about other things. Mostly Maggie trying to fill the awkward silence. Anything to keep things lighter. Faking a smile as she stared at the road ahead. Sadly, the conversation didn't last long. Then quiet slowly overtook them. She couldn't really think of anything for them to discuss. So she just spent the time staring out the window. It was the most uncomfortable ride she'd been on in a long time. And as her Mother neared the restaurant, she asked,"Do you think we should visit Nancy? Just to see how she's doing?"

That made her raise her eyebrow in surprise. Her mouth turned into a slight frown as she turned to her Mother. In a calm voice, she answered,"Yeah, that sounds like a good idea, Mom."