Emergency phone call made!

I phoned my Papa last night because things are not going as well as I had hoped staying here with Mama. She seems cold in so many ways, yes she has made a life for herself since deserting Papa and me, but she doesn’t seem to be willing to show any maternal affection or interest in me at all. It was just like this when I was seventeen years old and visited her for two weeks.

Papa said that it is up to me and that he had hoped she might have mellowed a little in some way. He added if I want to fly home I have the option, but that she has never seen me on my birthday since I grew up (I was eight when she left us). He also said that perhaps I could tell her what I have said to him. I’m perturbed by the idea because I don’t want to burn any bridges that there might be.