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Snowed In: Chapter Twenty - navessa allen
BEN “How you doing, Benny?” Mom asks, staring down at me while two lab assistants position my legs on the PET scan table. “About how you’d think,” I answer. She grips my hand with her own and stays there with me until they tell her she needs to go stand behind the glass like everyone else. “I’ll be right over there with your father,” she says, leaning down to hug my shoulders and kiss my forehead. I can’t really return the gesture, what with my head being held in place by pieces of foam and my chest strapped down to keep me from moving during the scan. “Okay,” I tell her. Then she’s gone and I’m alone. What a fucking day it’s been. I woke up exhausted, having barely slept. Mom, Dad and I stayed up until almost midnight talking about all of the things we should have been over the past two years. How Mom and I both hid our depression, how it negatively affected us. How we haven’t been great about voicing anything negative. How we should have been better at sharing our grief and our fears with each other. Our frustration with each other for hiding …