Confidant

My mother is one of the coolest people I know. Her smile was magnetic. People just flocked to her. She had tons of friends. All of them looked different and had different stories. My mother always lent her ear and heart...just in Jackie's way.

I can remember my mother shaking her head in disgust when her girlfriends would confide their woes. The smell of menthol cigarettes and Chinese takeout visited along with the trouble. Jackie would order out. She said that the time spent cooking would take her away from the "good shit".