A Daughters Best Friend Is Her Mother
The music the DJ was playing was so loud Claire could hardly hear herself think. She stopped dancing and pulled her daughter around so they faced each other. “THE MUSIC IS REALLY-” She watched Rylee scrunch her face up trying to hear her. “WHAT MOM? I CAN’T HEAR YOU OVER THE MUSIC.” Rylee yelled back. Claire found herself grinning and she felt really warm and fuzzy. The music was blasting around her and it was almost violating. She looked at her daughter’s rosey cheeks and flushed neckline. Maybe it’s time for a break, she thought. “LET’S GO UPSTAIRS,” she yelled at her daughter. “UP THERE” she pointed. She got a very sloppy thumbs up from Rylee. What’s wrong with her? Claire wondered. With her arm looped through Rylees, they wove their way through the people, …