Coat Of Colors

I stirred at Megan happily, at least she was giving me a chance to answer her question, this was crazy but fun, we were both winners at the end.

"So, what is the question?" I asked.

"Well, it is nothing too important, just wanted to ask that what does your mother likes or dislikes?"

I widened my eyes in disbelief at Megan's question, did she really want to know about it? did I even know what mom loved or not?

This series of questions kept floating in my mind in disorder.

"Well, truth be told, I do not know what my mom likes or dislikes, I know I should be the one to know all these things, but I do not know, can you just improvise anything in that regard?" I asked.

Megan had a complete look of disbelief, yes, it was normal for her to feel that way because no one will call a person mother yet swear that he or she does not know the other's preferences.