As you searched through the boxes you glanced up at your Mother as she had stopped working for some reason. She held a necklace in her hand, it looked rather old and it was wrapped in a paper. Gina read it to herself and then shrugged as she put the necklace on. Hours passed before you all finished the attic and then afterwards went down to eat. Your mother prepared spaghetti as you sat beside Andrea and across from Samantha. Eating quietly, your Mother of course talked about her day and asked usual questions to each of you. A few laughs were shared along with a small argument, but other than that it was a normal day. Samantha finished first and went to her room, then Andrea, you were last along with your Mother and you helped her with the dishes. Smiling to you she told you how much of a "Good Boy" you were and you chuckled. "Mom, you make me feel like I'm a dog and not your son!" you said to her laughing and she hugged you. "Awww, my special baby boy, even if you were just a dog I'd still love you and take care of you... " *She said kissing your cheek and smiling. You playfully fought against her and laughed once more, "Yeah but I'm not a dog!" you said sticking out your tongue playfully.
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