Look, my parents were mad scientists who pumped me full of spider-juice just to see what would happen. I went to Hail Hydra high school and Nick Fury university. I've been extraordinary my entire life. After all these years of insanity... a little ordinary sounds pretty #$%^ great. You have your normal... and I have mine.
“Good. Let’s get you a night off of supermom duty.” Sharon replied, the upturned set of her mouth straightening for a few bare breaths of a moment. “I heard.” She’d heard after a two month delay, because believe it or not– -communications tended to fry up some more out east when aliens invaded.
“I’m sorry I wasn’t there, Jess. I should’ve been.” She would’ve shot that alien queen straight in the head for it too. “How are you now– -really?”
“That’s easier said than done, you know.” Being a mom was a full time job. Jessica had thought she knew what she was getting herself into, but she had been woefully unprepared. Motherhood was this complicated combobulation of never knowing what to expect and things going wrong even when you did. All that aside, she loved it. Wouldn’t change it for the world.
It was still uncomfortable to talk about. Jessica didn’t know how to broach that subject even though she knew that she had to. She had raged and now she was claiming that she was processing but not really following the proper steps. “It’s okay. Even the people who were here didn’t know. No one could have done anything, from what I’ve heard. I’m…” lips pursed together, head moving from side to side. Waking up every night in a cold sweat. Can’t pick up my baby sometimes because I’m so afraid of hurting him. Distancing myself from everyone because I don’t know what to do. “I’m fine. Processing.”
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