Somehow I’d gotten through the entire day free of my usual sarcasm and nonchalance. Mainly because everyone else was doing it, and I’m a sucker for peer pressure. But mostly because I recognized that my mother is so much more than just a guest star in my life. She needed to be recognized as a series regular. “Your work isn’t finished,” I said, pouring water over her hands. She squeezed my fingers and nodded, giving me the gift I didn’t realize I needed until that moment.