The music filled her ears and she wished she could dance. Right there, that very moment. She smiled.
“What if I did”, she asked herself. People would think she was silly. They would start staring, she thought.
“Ma, I’m gonna quit my job and be home to look after you”.
Her eyebrows frowned closer to the center, a sight I wish I hadn’t seen. Not after all this time anyways.
Perhaps she sensed the guilt, all these years of making my career a priority instead…