[ Her car isn't in the driveway so Naomi figures Raleigh's off picking up Yancy from hockey practice when she finally comes back from an extended trip covering the conflict in the Asia-Pacific. She sees the note tacked to the fridge in his familiar scrawl Be back later. P.S. Your job sucks, we missed you and rifles through the fridge only the shake her head. Pizza is not proper food, but fine, they had their fun without her.
In a couple of months it'll be eight whole years since their paths crossed by chance at the McDonald's. Yancy's turning sixteen in July, all grown up, kicking ass and taking names and when people ask remark on how she's named Yancy, she just grins and says Yeah, like Yancy Becket? The jaeger pilot? He and my mom got involved once upon a time, so it's pretty cool.
It's... surreal. Her daughter's all grown up and sometimes, when they go out, just the two of them, people ask if they're sisters because for someone who is thirty-seven this year, she still looks damn good. That thought makes her lean against the counter. She's thirty-seven with a daughter who'll be off to college soon, so why does she feel like she's too young to be having empty nest syndrome. Especially since...
She hears the front door open, smiles when Raleigh must notice her key in the dish they leave by the door because his voice calls her name and she turns around to see him in the kitchen doorway. ]
Hi. [ She bites her lower lip because she's been gone a full two months and seeing him like this is a lovely punch to the gut. ] I'm home.
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[ Her car isn't in the driveway so Naomi figures Raleigh's off picking up Yancy from hockey practice when she finally comes back from an extended trip covering the conflict in the Asia-Pacific. She sees the note tacked to the fridge in his familiar scrawl Be back later. P.S. Your job sucks, we missed you and rifles through the fridge only the shake her head. Pizza is not proper food, but fine, they had their fun without her.
In a couple of months it'll be eight whole years since their paths crossed by chance at the McDonald's. Yancy's turning sixteen in July, all grown up, kicking ass and taking names and when people ask remark on how she's named Yancy, she just grins and says Yeah, like Yancy Becket? The jaeger pilot? He and my mom got involved once upon a time, so it's pretty cool.
It's... surreal. Her daughter's all grown up and sometimes, when they go out, just the two of them, people ask if they're sisters because for someone who is thirty-seven this year, she still looks damn good. That thought makes her lean against the counter. She's thirty-seven with a daughter who'll be off to college soon, so why does she feel like she's too young to be having empty nest syndrome. Especially since...
She hears the front door open, smiles when Raleigh must notice her key in the dish they leave by the door because his voice calls her name and she turns around to see him in the kitchen doorway. ]
Hi. [ She bites her lower lip because she's been gone a full two months and seeing him like this is a lovely punch to the gut. ] I'm home.