The light stroke made her sigh. She briefly looked at her mother again. "You just... you couldn't just believe in me. I would not have that job if I hadn't used that tone. I know you, you would have dragged me out without a second thought."

She grabbed the coin and sat up, her knees going to her chin. She paused a bit, and sighed again. "It came suddenly, I know that. But you refused to hear me out. Calling it my imagination." She looked at her mother again. She kept looking this time.

"You only offered to take me over there after work to talk to them. And even then, you dismissed me without trying to hear me. I know I don't know the whole world. I just... I just thought I knew my own ma trusted me to not be a fool. I know I'm not God, but I needed your faith." Her voice cracked again. Would her mother even listen? Or were the two of them always going to have this between them?