#convomariah

"It's just that I feel like if you wish to court the queen, you're going to have respect that she's an independent woman and you can force her into doing anything. She's made up her mind and there's not too much you can do about that."

         “What took you so long? Jonathan and I have been standing here for half an hour.” Mariah turned to face the other with a disappointed look on her face. Half an hour was a long time for a kid as young as Jonathan. Even if it was one of his favourite animals in the exhibit, she could tell that he was already quite tired. And they had only just started walking through the zoo. She'd hoped that the other could have tried a little harder to be here on time. After all, this whole day was about Jonathan.

Mariah takes a deep breath before speaking into the phone. “Hello, it’s me. I know you’re angry. But can you please just come home? We can talk about it and I just... I just want you back home. We can talk about it again in the morning. It doesn’t have to end like this.”

Mariah takes a deep breath before speaking into the phone. “Hello, it’s me. I know you’re angry. But can you please just come home? We can talk about it and I just... I just want you back home. We can talk about it again in the morning. It doesn’t have to end like this.”

Mariah takes a deep breath before speaking into the phone. “Hello, it’s me. I know you’re angry. But can you please just come home? We can talk about it and I just... I just want you back home. We can talk about it again in the morning. It doesn’t have to end like this.”

         “He’s your son, too. I was expecting you to be a little more involved. I’m not asking you to move back in or anything. But it would be nice of Jonathan could actually spend the weekends at yours, like we agreed to. I thought you still wanted to be a part of his life? I'm not asking or too much, I just want you to spend more time with your son. He's always asking when he can see you again. And I know you've got a different life now. But you can't keep shutting out your own son. It's not fair on him. He's done nothing but love you from the day he was born. Please give him a chance;”

Mariah takes a deep breath before speaking into the phone. “Hello, it’s me. I know you’re angry. But can you please just come home? We can talk about it and I just... I just want you back home. We can talk about it again in the morning. It doesn’t have to end like this.”

“I know you’re trying your best. But I just don’t know if it’s enough...I-I’m sorry. But things just aren’t that easy.”