and pick the two of you up?”
* * * *
Tara took a nice, long, hot shower. Her shoulders had started aching in the last hour and a headache was gnawing at the base of her skull. Jelani had warned her that might happen and she would feel worse in a couple of days before she started feeling better. Hot tears welled up and spilled over her cheeks. Again. She was tired of feeling like she was going to cry every second. Tara had learned things in life didn’t get done if she stood in one spot and cried. It was a useless response, it accomplished nothing, and yet she couldn’t stop today.
She swiped her hand across the mirror and wiped off some of the steam from her shower. “You’re stronger than this, stop it.” She pointed at her reflection and frowned at herself. A habit she had started long before, it was something she did when she didn’t have anyone else to turn to.
She ran her hand through her short blonde hair and tried to fluff it up a bit. She was going to go to dinner, and even though she really would rather curl up in a ball under the covers, she would do what she always did and carry on. A bit of mousse and the hairdryer attached to the wall helped the body in her hair. It still stuck out at the base of her neck and drifted into her eyes, but she liked to think it gave her a Meg Ryan look. Being able to do her hair in five minutes was more important to her than having perfect, sleek hair. She wasn’t much for makeup either, but a bit of concealer helped to dull the bags under her eyes and mascara at least gave her a bit of eyelashes.
Tara knew she wasn’t a raving beauty. Hell, she’d only managed to catch one man’s attention in her life, and look how that had turned out. Although, she would never complain about Zack. He was the most important person in her life, but she knew he was getting to the age he might need a positive male role model. One day, she hoped to find such a man and maybe he would put up with her, too. She posed slightly in the mirror and looked herself over.
She didn’t have the curves Jessica or Carol did and she wasn’t nearly as pretty, but she was passable. She cast a critical eye over herself, noting how parts of her had gotten bonier than normal. At least her boobs had gotten a bit bigger after having Zack, although breastfeeding had done a number on them.
“This is why you don’t look in a mirror, Tara,” she admonished her reflection again and wrapped a towel around herself before leaving the bathroom. She poked her head into Zack’s room and saw he was still watching cartoons. Transformers by the sounds of it.
“Mom, I want to be able to change into a robot. Wouldn’t that be cool?”
“Yes, you know it would be. There are stories about people changing into animals. If you want we can look them up in a library somewhere.” She closed the door slightly so she could change but left it open a crack so she could hear him. She rummaged through her bag and found a clean shirt. It was a little wrinkled but at least clean. She was going to have to hit a Laundromat soon. Neither she nor Zack had too many clothes, which kept the cost down, but it meant she had to do laundry more often.
“Mom, you can thee the water from here!” Zack ran through the adjoining door and pulled open the curtains. “Look! Ith really pretty and ith magic, too. Did you know that?”
The lake did look beautiful and strange at the same time. The water looked completely black, but the setting sun glinted off the surface like a thousand glowing embers. “It’s very pretty. What makes it magical do you think?”
“’Cauth I told you thereth a lake monther in it.” Zack dropped the curtain and then ran back into his own room.
Tara knew Zack had an overactive imagination and worried this lake monster might give him nightmares tonight. “What kind of monster do you think he is?”
Zack ran to the doorway. “The kind that eaths bad guys, but Lulu thaid he likths kidth. I want to