From the other side

Few weeks had passed, they talked a lot on the phone but had time to meet up, only on conferences. Lizzy felt that all of it was hard on her mother, but she didn't have time to stop by. It was cruel but with her starting career and her mother's going, it was hard to catch up.

Elizabeth bought two bottles of wine, the alcoholic one and the one free of it and went to surprise her mother at her family home. She used her own keys, after talking to the bodyguards of the woman, so she wouldn't get shoot for trespassing.

The house was tidy as always, even more after she moved out. "Mamma?" She asked to the quiet house.

The vice president's day had been quite hectic, with the press swarming around, all wanting either an statement, a photo or just a simple 'hello' from her.

She was feeling tired - her mind, body and soul exhausted, as she quietly made her way towards the living room.

When she heard the girl's voice, she froze mid-step, a small sigh leaving her mouth.

"Lizzie?" she called.

"Hey mama" girl smiled when she saw her.

Her heart skipped a beat, when she saw the girl's smile.

She knew she missed her, she just didn't realize how much, until that very moment.

"What are you doing here?" she asked as she crossed the space between them, pulling the girl into a tight hug.

Girl laughed and hugged her back, trying to be careful not to breake the wine that was in her bag.

"Can't i just visit my mother?"

She shook her head, her face buried in the girl's shoulder.

"You can" she took a deep breath, inhaling her scent that was so comforting "but you usually call before" she replied, finally pulling away to look at the girl.

"I wanted to surprise you, Kammy. For my defence, I brought wine."

Her eyes moved from the girl's face down at the bag, a hint of curiosity in them.

"Oh" she laughed, as she moved forward to take if from her daughter's hand.
"I'm going to be disappointed, if the both of those are not alcohol" she said, as she unzipped the bag.

"I'm not that cruel, only one of them. I would prefer you not to poison yourself, but what can I do."

She smirked, reaching into the bag and pulling out one of the wine bottles.

"That's a low blow" she said, as she studied the bottle, before taking out the second one.

"And this one is?"

"Alcohol for sure. If you have to drink let it be good. Not that cheep wine from a cartons."

She laughed, amused by the girl's words.

"Well, how can I argue with that" she said, before putting the bottle back into the bag, and handing the other one to her daughter "Open it, put on a movie" she patted the girl's shoulder as she made her way to the kitchen.

"Wait a second. When did you last eat?" Her mother had a habit of skiping meals lately and Elizabeth didn't want to let her drink on an empty stomach.

She stopped and turned around, a little caught off guard by the question.

"Uh... this morning" she said slowly, her hand moving to her hair, playing with a strand.
"I had coffee and-" she stopped, a guilty expression on her face.

"For the love of God Kamala. I think I need to move back in, that's a threat."

She rolled her eyes at her daughter's words.