sacrifice was well worth every penny.
With therapy Roxy had been able to meet new friends and go on to high school and do things normal kids did. And when she became college bound, she hadn’t let it get her down that it would take her six years to finish her degree in accounting because she opted to work and pay for classes to supplement partial scholarships to avoid a mountain of debt in student loans. And now her baby was a CPA working for an investment firm.
Reba was smiling at Roxy when she lifted her head from her plate. “It’s okay if you don’t want to talk about it.”
Returning the smile, Roxy said, “Thanks Mom.” She knew if and when she was ready to talk her mom would be there like always.
Getting her mind off of Adam she asked her mom, “Are you busy this weekend?”
Reba shook her head no as she swallowed a sip of iced tea. She hadn’t planned on doing anything other than the routine household chores of cleaning and laundry. “So far I don’t have any plans.”
Roxy couldn’t help the grin spreading across her face. Friday was payday and she had been really good about banking the first month and a half of her salary, not spending a cent on any frivolous stuff. With this check she’d be able to do a little splurging. And she had big plans, too, the first being to treat her momma to something really nice. “Good. We’ll spend all day Saturday together.”
When she responded to her daughter, her eyes twinkled. That Roxy is up to something. Deciding to toy with her, Reba teased, “Now hold on, missy, who said I want to spend my Saturday with you?”
Leaning back in her chair, Roxy wrinkled her nose up at her mom. She feigned being offended when she answered. “Me, that’s who! I’m your daughter. Your only child, therefore you should want to spend the day with me.”
Clucking her tongue, Reba rolled her eyes. “Child, you spent nine months in my womb—”
Cutting her off, Roxy laughed, finishing her mother’s diatribe. “ First making you sick as a dog for the first three months and then sitting on your bladder, having you pee every twenty minutes and then when you went into labor it took me twenty-eight hours before I decided I wanted to come out.”
Both mother and daughter laughed. If Roxy had a dollar for each time her mother ribbed her about the trials of her pregnancy, which by the way were all true, she’d have a nice little nest egg.
“I guess that story’s getting kinda old, huh?”
Roxy nodded her head. “Uh… yeah Mom,” she chuckled, “real old.”
Standing, she picked up her empty plate to take it to the sink. On her way she bent down and gave her momma a kiss on the cheek. “But I still love you anyway.”
Reba smiled. “I love you too, baby.”
Chapter 7
The firm, congratulatory smacks on the back had been coming Adam’s way all afternoon. Cutting another Goliath off at the knees should have been a triumphant moment for him. But for some reason the victory felt hollow. His coworkers had insisted on going out for happy hour to celebrate the multimillion dollar case he’d litigated and won against one of the top automotive makers in the country.
Not in a mood for much socializing, he declined the offer, telling his coworkers he was headed home to start his much needed two week vacation. Walking from his Center City office to his townhouse at Sixth and Pine streets, he decided to stop for a beer. He needed to decompress in solitude.
Taking a seat at the bar, he ordered a Heineken. As he waited for the bartender to grab the cold green bottle, his anger toward the automotive giant flared once again. The company had been aware there were issues with the brake system of an earlier model. The greedy bastards figured it would be more cost effective to settle a law suit than to do a recall on the defective model.
Unfortunately for Emanuel Rosario, their greed had cost his wife and toddler twins their lives. All the Rosarios had wanted was a certified,