Sawyer was glad to be out of the house. Even if JJ had pulled her back to take even more pictures on her phone, Sawyer didn't understand why she needed to post so much much stuff on her Instagram. She couldn't remember the last time she'd even been on her Instagram much less posted on it. It didn't much matter anyway, they were done, at least until they actually got to the prom. JJ would probably want to take even more pictures there and as much as she dreaded it, she wasn't going to be a bad date.
JJ's question made her pause as she turned the key in the ignition. Did she miss her mom? There wasn't anything she could miss. But, Sawyer did sometimes find herself longing for a kind of motherly love that her father just couldn't provide. She remembered watching the mothers come to pick their kids up after school in elementary while she stood, skinned kneed and dirty, waiting for her father to show up from his job. Oliver tried and he was mostly successful. He tried his damnedest and Sawyer wasn't complaining in any way, but she did wonder what it would've been like if her mother had lived. She turned the key and pulled the car out of the driveway, feeling like she had a good answer.
"There's not much to miss." She paused, "I miss the thought of her. If that makes sense? Like, my dad used to tell me all these stories about how funny she was and stuff and it kinda just made me miss missing out on that. He had all these stories and love and...I didn't have any of it." Sawyer frowned only momentarily before shaking it off with a laugh, "I'm just glad I didn't end up with someone like Ash's mom. That woman is a literal demon, I'm telling you. She crawled out of hell and decided there was nothing better to do than to be an ass." She laughed again and shrugged.
"So, I guess my answer's no. I don't miss her because there's nothing for me to miss."