September 27th Morning by Littlewing1957
Mrs. Newsome passed her daughter a cup of lemon tea. Lureen took the china cup gratefully and sipped at the sweet liquid.
“So where is Jack?” Mrs. Newsome asked her daughter as she patted her perfect Texas hair. Lureen looked at her mom ruefully. She was not in the mood to defend her husband once again. It was becoming tiresome.
“He went to Wyoming to attend a convention, and to see a friend on the way back,” Lureen stated evenly. “You should know this, mom. You suggested he attend the convention, remember?”
Mrs. Twist shrugged and sipped her tea. She was a handsome woman who was certainly a great beauty in her day. Lureen studied her mother and wondered if she would become a clone of her when she reached her age.
“When will he be back?” Mrs. Newsome asked as she sat her cup down on her pricey coffee table. “Do you miss him?” She asked her daughter.
Lureen didn’t answer at first. She rose from the love seat and walked into the dining room of her parent’s home where Bobby was playing with a snow white long-haired cat.
“Yeah, I miss him!” It was Lureen, almost shouting now. Bobby and his grandmother jumped in unison and looked at her. She shrunk inside herself a bit, and apologized to Bobby by running her fingers through his thick black hair. She rose to walk back to the love seat and sat down beside her mom.
“I’m sorry, mama, I really am. But things are kind of strange between Jack and me.” Lureen laid her head down on her mom’s ample lap.
“I just thought that if we spend a few days away from each other, things may get better.” Lureen sighed when she felt her mother’s fingers caressing her hair.
“But a few days turned into almost a week, and I still haven’t heard from him. The convention was over days ago. How long does he plan to spend with this friend?”
Mrs. Newsome frowned as she thought about her son-in-law and his near neglect of her daughter. She felt bad, helpless, even. Mrs. Newsome was in a difficult position as the mother of a young wife. She wanted the best for her daughter, but at the same time, she didn’t want to interfere.
“Don’t you worry none, Baby!” Mrs. Newsome soothed. “Everything will be alright, just you wait and see.”
Lureen sighed and snuggled into her mom’s lap. Bobby left the cat, stood next to his mom and rubbed her back.