“I think it’s really over this time, Mom. He dumped me. He’s engaged.” Susan sobbed.
“I think it’s really over, Mom. He’s moving out,” Casey sobbed.
“Oh, honey, I’m so sorry,” said Susan’s mom.
“That lowlife scum!” Casey’s mom shouted.
“Can I come over?” Susan and Casey asked their mothers in unison, in separate conversations in opposite parts of town.
“Of course,” their mothers responded.
An hour later, two grown women, who were really just little girls on the inside, were tucked in by their mothers in the sweet-smelling bedrooms of their childhoods. They both drifted off to sleep secure in the knowledge that there was one woman in the world with whom they could be honest.