It had been over a year since our divorce and I hadn't seen or heard from her since then. It had been a very painful time for me, the women who I loved above all others, fell in love with another man and had left me.
It's the night of Meredith's final sorority initiation. Heart pounding, she stands before the closed chamber door. Meredith takes a deep breath, knuckles poised to knock. The air is thick with anticipation and the unknown. She feels vulnerable yet exhilarated, ready to prove herself to earn her place. The die is cast. It's now or never.
I don't know when we started driving. A few miles out of the county town, we got on a bumpy mountain road. The car, which was full of passengers, kept shaking from side to side, and my mother had to try her best to keep her balance. Despite this, before going uphill, the sudden acceleration made my mother scream and sit on the person behind her. What was even more embarrassing was that she felt that the part between her legs just touched a hard object.