10.5 Olivia

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“You look a little better,” Mom said. “How do you feel?”

“A little better.”

“You scared me tonight, Liv. I know it's been a rough couple of days...”

“Why'd he say it, Mom?”

“Because boys can be cruel.”

“I knew he liked Mara...”

“You did?”

“...but I thought that maybe a part of him liked me too.”

“Here, sweetie. Wipe your eyes with this.”

Livy sniffled. “Thanks.”

“You know you're perfect, right?”

“I know you think I'm perfect.”

“Every time you look in the mirror, you need to tell yourself that.”

“Whatever.”

“Do it.”

“Huh?”

“Right now. Look at yourself.”

“Uhg.”

“You see?”

“I see a monster.”

“Do you see how pretty you are? Do you see how strong you are?”

“You're such a liar.”

“You know why you have to be strong?”

“No... but I bet you're gonna tell me.”

“Because Fantasia is coming home next week. She’s only an infant, but you’ll still have an effect on her. Whether you like it or not, you’re a role model to all of our temporary blessings. And who knows what colors they're gonna be!”

“You know what?”

“What?”

“You're a good mom.”

“Now who's the liar? Did you hear what I said to that poor girl?”

“Mara? Yeah, that was pretty harsh.”

“I have no idea what came over me. I need to apologize.”

“Hold this for me? Thanks.”

“Tell me something, sweet child. How exactly did your hair turn white?”

“I found bleach in the laundry room. Works wonders.”

“Olivia Jean Parker.”

“What?”

“I love you.”

“I love you too, Mom.”

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