Best Friends

When I got up this morning, I had a voicemail, which I found odd. It was from my mother, who said she wouldn't be calling that early if she didn't have a person in the back seat screaming "Sissy need help! Sissy need help!" over and over again.

Well, I called my mom back, and then Rose got on the phone with me. "Hi Sissy, you need help?" I almost cried. I lied and said, "No Rose, I'm fine. Thank you for asking. I love you."