Helena Morris: A Short Story
I explained to Mrs. Quinn about my mom, and she understood why I had to leave. I gave Henry's mom a call, and she instantly agreed to pick me up.
Helena Morris was my second mom, and I loved that, because Helena Morris was one of the best mothers out there. She was fun, yet strict. Funny, yet serious. She wasn't as young as my mother - who gave birth to me when she was only twenty - but she had the spirit of a teenager. I could talk to her like I would take to Henry, and she would understand me. She respects me like I'm an adult, and she treats me like one, too.
She had the same traits as her son. Same jolly rancher blue eyes, mousy brown hair, and a pale face with a sharp nose. You could easily tell she was German; both because of her appearance …show more content…
Helena Morris was a huge hugger.
"Okay, I just needed some time to breathe" I sigh, as she nods, understanding what I'm saying.
"Okay, well, Victoria and Lisa are home, what would you like for lunch?" She asks while driving.
"Oh, whatever is easier for you, I don't want to cause any trouble" I shake my head.
"Oh don't worry Callie, you're part of the family!" Helena nudges me, still grinning.
The Morris family was wealthier than mine, yet, they weren't extremely rich either. They lived in a modern Victorian house, with a grand front door. I always loved Henry's house, way more than I liked mine. But they needed the space; Henry has two sisters, and I'm an only child.
I took my shoes off to not track dirt into the house, and inhaled a fresh scent of Yankee lavender and rose …show more content…
I nodded, to shy to respond. He then proceeded, "do you want to be best friends like them?"
At that age, I didn't have many friends, probably because of my shyness. And for the first time, someone asked me to be there their friend. I was never that excited before.
While Helena cooked lunch, Tori and I played with Lisa; their one year old baby sister. The thing with Lisa is that she wasn't technically their sister, but one of Helena's close friends died during child birth, and her husband has left her when he found out she was pregnant. They took her in as if she was their own daughter, and they just refer to her as a member of the family.
"Callie!" Lisa waddled and hugged my legs. "Come play!"
"Okay" She holds my hand and pulls me to the center of the living room, where her toys were spread out.
When it was lunch, Henry called to check up on me. I told him everything was well, and that I didn't have any panic attacks again.
"So since Callie is over, I'll order Chinese take out since it's your favorite, sounds okay?" Helena asks, picking up the house phone and dialing a number. Tori's eyes light
Helena Morris was my second mom, and I loved that, because Helena Morris was one of the best mothers out there. She was fun, yet strict. Funny, yet serious. She wasn't as young as my mother - who gave birth to me when she was only twenty - but she had the spirit of a teenager. I could talk to her like I would take to Henry, and she would understand me. She respects me like I'm an adult, and she treats me like one, too.
She had the same traits as her son. Same jolly rancher blue eyes, mousy brown hair, and a pale face with a sharp nose. You could easily tell she was German; both because of her appearance …show more content…
Helena Morris was a huge hugger.
"Okay, I just needed some time to breathe" I sigh, as she nods, understanding what I'm saying.
"Okay, well, Victoria and Lisa are home, what would you like for lunch?" She asks while driving.
"Oh, whatever is easier for you, I don't want to cause any trouble" I shake my head.
"Oh don't worry Callie, you're part of the family!" Helena nudges me, still grinning.
The Morris family was wealthier than mine, yet, they weren't extremely rich either. They lived in a modern Victorian house, with a grand front door. I always loved Henry's house, way more than I liked mine. But they needed the space; Henry has two sisters, and I'm an only child.
I took my shoes off to not track dirt into the house, and inhaled a fresh scent of Yankee lavender and rose …show more content…
I nodded, to shy to respond. He then proceeded, "do you want to be best friends like them?"
At that age, I didn't have many friends, probably because of my shyness. And for the first time, someone asked me to be there their friend. I was never that excited before.
While Helena cooked lunch, Tori and I played with Lisa; their one year old baby sister. The thing with Lisa is that she wasn't technically their sister, but one of Helena's close friends died during child birth, and her husband has left her when he found out she was pregnant. They took her in as if she was their own daughter, and they just refer to her as a member of the family.
"Callie!" Lisa waddled and hugged my legs. "Come play!"
"Okay" She holds my hand and pulls me to the center of the living room, where her toys were spread out.
When it was lunch, Henry called to check up on me. I told him everything was well, and that I didn't have any panic attacks again.
"So since Callie is over, I'll order Chinese take out since it's your favorite, sounds okay?" Helena asks, picking up the house phone and dialing a number. Tori's eyes light