Wanting Her Back.

“Just go home, please.” Seated in front of her room vanity mirror, Gabriel’s words replayed in Leonica’s head like a haunting tape. For some reason, she couldn’t get it out of her head. Perhaps it had been his tone? Or the anger that she had expected to come, more than prepared herself to receive, but never did? Or perhaps was it the expression on his face? Or all three of them? Whichever it was, it haunted her mind over and over again, throughout the entire freaking day. Heaving a sigh, she pulled off the last of her jewelry and looked in the mirror just in time to see Ashley poking his head through the threshold of her door. “Mommy?” He called out in a small voice, testing his mother’s mood as he had stood by her door for nearly ten minutes, observing as her mood deteriorated every now and now, and only ever growing the guts to call out to her when he felt his eye lids getting really heavy. Putting on her best smile to mask her inner troubles, Leonica turned around in her chair. “Hey