“We're not responsible for what our parents do. They're not perfect people." My sister raised an eyebrow at me. I was walking a fine line, and she wanted to shove me over to the safe side to protect her charmed memories of Momma. "Well, it's the truth. Parents are prone to failure," I reiterated. "You and I know this better than anyone." Marvina glared at me. "No one is perfect. Not mothers. Not daughters, either." "I never claimed to be perfect. I made a mistake." "No. A mistake is when you act without realizing those actions will have negative consequences as a result. That's different from a lapse in judgement." She didn't mince words. The way she sounded all calm and collected while criticizing me--- classic Momma move. "Do you get a pass for being young? Naive? Inexperienced?" Kerresha's spoon clacked against her bowl. "Ummm... Are we talking about me or one of y'all?" "These are general understandings," Marvina deflected in a soothing manner. "I call BS," Kerresha said.” SistersSassy Dialogue Book:Sisters with a Side of Greens Source: Sisters with a Side of Greens
“We stood still, the tenderness between us almost tangible. The scent of the spices, human empathy, and plain old muscle memory combined to re-create the gooey magnetism of being near Marvina again. Felt like macaroni and cheese---the kind with a bubbly brown crust on top--- in my soul. Mmm mmm good.” SistersReconnectingMacaroni And CheeseSouthern Comfort Book:Sisters with a Side of Greens Source: Sisters with a Side of Greens