Mommysgirl

Lena kept the handle inactive. A reminder. Because sometimes, the bravest thing a girl can do is stop being her mother’s girl—and start being her own woman.

Lena typed and deleted a dozen replies. Then she wrote: “I love you, Mom. But I can’t be ‘mommysgirl’ anymore. I need to be Lena.” mommysgirl

Lena’s phone buzzed. A text from Carol: “Saw you posted a new pie. Your crust is too thick. Call me.” Lena kept the handle inactive