19.
"Maybe she was my mom," Molly blurted
out to the hostess. "The lady that
was here with fireworks. Maybe it was
Beth."
"Oh, honey," Richard reasoned,
"I don't think so."
"What, why not? Isn't that why we're here, because you though
she might be in Philly? She loves
fireworks. She let me set them off," something Molly never would have
thought to ask Richard for permission for.
"Wow," interjected the hostess,
"You're tying to find you mom in Philly?
It could totally be this woman.
She kind of looks like you, actually.
Her name was Vivienne, I think.
Is it her?"
"My mother's name is Beth, but she'd probably make up a name like Vivienne for herself. What does this woman look like?"
"My mother's name is Beth, but she'd probably make up a name like Vivienne for herself. What does this woman look like?"
"Sweetie, she doesn't even have
the same name, and I don't think she'd say she was from L.A. Your mom hasn't lived in L.A. for few years
now, she'd probably say she was from Arizona.
You're from L.A. You're my
little Angelino."
But Molly sensed that her mother had
been in this place earlier tonight, she could picture her looking at the
animals on the mannequins' apron pockets.
She told Richard, "Dad, she's probably totally out of her mind right
now, she's probably lying about stuff to people because she's going
crazy," and to the hostess she repeated, "What did the woman look
like?"