Mom Called Me Damaged at My Sister’s Baby Shower

Excellent coat. Terrible energy.”

Mother stepped inside wearing charcoal wool, pearls, and the expression of a woman entering enemy territory while pretending she owned it.

“Elara.”

“Mother.”

She looked around the gallery.

“It’s larger than I expected.”

“You’ve never been here.”

“No.”

She paused before a large blue-and-gold painting.

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