No Time Like The Present
It had never been the plan, to simply disappear. She had hoped that there could be a discussion, an exchange, even a yelling contest if necessary. However, as she pulled the porch door closed behind her, she realized that words could no longer bridge the gap between her and her mother. Familial devotion had crumbled, and self-care now was the priority. Now was the time to leave. With any luck, later would be the time to revisit the gap.
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