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Mother’s Little Questions

Managed to get through the night and ended up writing probably my shortest recap of the summer, which for me means just over three thousand word.  Don’t worry:  I’m almost done with that and will take a break for a couple of weeks before I do it again with another show.  But as much time as I put into this, and how it takes away from writing the novel, but it helps keep my mind sharp, and it does keep me from getting burned out on going over the same thing all the time.

Now, about that novel–

Yesterday we saw Annie getting a letter and having the shortest of conversations with her mother, who seems to sense that her usually “conceal don’t reveal” daughter is a bit on edge due to the news coming from the UK.  So Mama does what mothers are supposed to do–though it’s doubtful if the majority of them are about the ask the next questions to their creeping-up-on fourteen year old…


(The following excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Three: C For Continuing, copyright 2016 by Cassidy Frazee)

“That’s because when we spoke of him then he was a boy you knew only from your dreams. You’d proven he was real but you’d never met in person.” She placed her right hand on Annie’s shoulder. “It’s different now. You’ve been with him for a year and a half and it’s likely he’s going to experience one of the more difficult times in his life this summer—” Pavlina leaned closer to her daughter as her voice dropped to a near whisper. “And at the moment you feel a bit powerless because you can’t be there for him.”

Annie placed her free hand on her mother’s hand resting upon her shoulder. “Is it wrong for me to feel this way?”

Pavlina drew a breath through nose and waited a few seconds before speaking in a soft tone. “Annie, do you love Kerry?”

“What?” Annie was nearly stunned by the question.

“Do you love Kerry?”

Mama.” Annie looked directly into her mother’s eyes. “He has been the only boy in my life for as long as I’ve lived. His name is in my book—I’m going to marry him one day.” She shook her head in disbelief. “Of course I love him.”

“Then you have every right in the world to feel the way you do right now.” Pavlina drew her daughter closer and gave her a hug. “It’s never wrong to feel as if you want to be with someone when you think they need you the most.”

Annie closed her eyes as she wrapped her arms around her mother. “Oh, Mama—” She looked up after the hug. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” Pavlina hugged Annie again. “I’ve been where you are right now: they were different circumstances, but—” With a hand on each shoulder she held her out at arms length. “Who better to understand a daughter’s loving anguish than a mother who’s already felt the the same anguish.”

As Pavlina released her Annie felt and intense swelling of affection for her mother. Her love for her mother was a given, but in the last few seconds she felt a bond develop between then that she’d never felt before, and she needed a few seconds to decipher the connection. She wasn’t speaking to me as a little girl, as she’s done in the past: she spoke to me as a young woman preparing for a life on her own. “I never thought of you ever feeling this way.”

“I’m sure your own daughter will say that to you one day.” Pavlina kissed Annie on the forehead. “Now go on upstairs and read your letter; like I said I’ll be up in about twenty minutes.”

“Okay, Mama.” She was about to head up the stairs to her room when she stopped. “Mama?” Annie half-turned back towards the kitchen.

Pavlina stopped what she was doing. “Yes?”


Pavlina had to get through to Annie, and she went right for the meat of the relationship:  do you love him?  Really love him?  Pavlina knows her daughter well enough to be assure when Annie says she loves someone she ain’t screwing around.

Now, it’s now secret that Pavlina knew about Annie’s feelings:  after all, she first learned of his name when she spotted his name in Annie’s wedding book–

"Oh, is this the boy whose life you're going to make a living hell?" "You know it, Mama! I love him so much!"

“Oh, is this the boy whose life you’re going to make a living hell?” “You know it, Mama! He’s gonna be mine!”

–but this is likely the first time she’s gotten her to admit, out loud, that she not only loves but will marry him one day.  As said before she’s a serious girl, and that fact that she didn’t dance around with her answer shows just how serious she is, ’cause I imaging planing your wedding at thirteen is something 99.999999% of girls that age do in their spare time.

There’s also that last little dig at the end about Annie likely having her daughter feel the same way one day.  We already know Annie’s got an oven full of little witches waiting to bake, and her mother has a touch of sight, so…  is there going to be an Annie/Daughter meeting one day where her the girl asked, “Have you ever felt this way,  Mama?” and Annie looks at her and says, “Yes, I did a few times–and then I killed the bitch who made me feel that way–”

Hum.  I’m probably thinking of a different meeting–

17 thoughts on “Mother’s Little Questions

    • She probably found herself in a position where Victor was going through a difficult time and she wanted to be there for him, but she couldn’t. That’s what Annie’s feeling now: she wants to be there to help him, but she’s 2500 kilometers away and she can only speak to him by letter.

      The real question is going to be: is Annie gonna have this sort of talk with a daughter of her own?

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