This choice: "Your Mother,she's lonely." • Go Back... With you in her right hand,Racheal walked up the steps to your old home.She ringed the doorbell a few times,and the sound brought back memories.You smiled at the good,and most of the bad.In a mate of seconds,your mother opened the door and greeted you happily.
"Now ma'm,we both know what happened last time won't happen again,right?"Racheal put her free hand on her hip to add emphasis."Of course!I know that my son can't live with his mother forever."Your Mom said.But for some reason...you noticed a lack of cheeriness near the end of that sentence.Racheal nodded,gave you a quick smile,and haded you to your Mother.The transfer of one palm to anothet was a blur you were so used to by now.
Your mother walked back into the house you had known for so long.She entered the den and sat down on the couch,her face miles above you,smiling."Glad to see how good your doing!"You yelled up at her.She realy was ooking as nice as she did 12 years ago,your other knew how to stay healthy.Though,you did notice only a few small lines of age appear on her face.
"Thank you son.Now,how about we catch up?We didn't get to talk much after last time...."You could tell she still felt a little regret for stuffing you into that pocket for three days.
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After a few hours,you had done much.Your Mother was doing just fine wih her new job.Though she admitted it was strange working for December.Melly was doing just fine as well,she was currently sleeping over at a friend's house."So....I was thinking....why don't you stay a bit longer than planned?"Your mother asked.
"Mom....you know I can't do that.I have a family now.Plus,I'm a grown man....technically"You yelled up in reply.Her gargantuan face took on a visage of desperation now."Come now son,can't you make your mother happy?"She began to plead.
"I would love to make you happy Mom,but....I can't live wih you anymore.You jut have to accept that."
She began to get a little more desperate."Son,please!I miss you! miss walking into that closet everyday to wake you up from that cotton fiber!Somebody so small,can't possibly be taken care of by a slut like that!"
Insulting Racheal crossed the line for you.You had to choose the next few words carefully."Mother,she is not a slut.Racheal is the most beautiful and caring woman I know.You did a great job of raising me,but it's not your time anymore.Mom,I have to live my life to it's fullest."
She was quiet for a few moments,and you could tell she was crying.Sobs echoed,and you watched her tear drops fall through the air,moving oceans.After a while,the crying stopped."Son...I'm going to keep you.Nobody can say otherwise..."  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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