"The life, but..." Brooke trailed off. She was fighting back tears because it was silly to cry over something like this. Maybe he wanted what she did, she couldn't tell. It was too soon to and maybe she just hoped for too much when he was around.

"I want someone who wants me. Not because I should come with the package. You have these ideas about what your perfect life is. You look at me and I know what I am. I'm Matthew's mom." She sighed. "I want someone who wants me on my own."