Best Buddies

    We chatted for some time and I left her place after I left some money for her to use and buy things for the twins.

 She had bid me goodbye and I walked home with a lot of thoughts in my mind. It was getting late and I had thought of going to Tasha's place to spend some time with her but mum wouldn't hear it. She would nag me if I returned home late into the evening.

   The entrance door was a bit open so I walked in wordlessly and this aroma hit my nose. Mom was making dinner and guess what, I knew what she is making. It's kind of her to make me my favorite of grinded beef and noodles meal before I leave.

  I know what she is trying to do. She is trying to buy me with the meal

 She is doing her best so that I don't feel bad. 

   See, there are so many things about my mom. As much as she wants you to do something for her, she would order you then at the same time persuade you and you will be confused whether she is being real or not.

 My years of being with her, I have come to understand that when she tells you to do something, do it to avoid problems. It's not that she doesn't love me, in fact she loves me so much, she can do anything for me. I have been able to understand her and for that, we have lived in peace for so long and we are best buddies.

   I walked into the kitchen and hugged her from behind.

  "Good evening mom, I see you are making dinner right"

"Yes dear, I am making your favorite meal. It's really going to be lonely, only me here. I know you are just going away for sometime and you will be back and besides, you will be going to school soon so I should better learn how to live alone in the big house. I can't believe that you guys are all grown. Your sister is married and very soon you will be married too."

  I can tell you she is sad but she doesn't want to show it.

  "Mom, please talk like this. I am still here and besides I am not marrying soon. You know that when get into school, I will be here every weekend"

   "I know, don't mind me. Go freshen up and come have dinner"

  "Alright Mom"

I said and walked off the kitchen to my room to shower.

   Guess what?, I left my phone. I did not go out with it and loads of missed calls will be right there waiting for me.

  I walked to the bed and picked it up and I was right in tht missed call things. Ten missed calls, all from one person and that's my sister, Susan. I wondered why she was calling me.

  She had not left such a number of missed calls on my phone before.

  If she calls twice and I did not pick up, that will be all.

   I sat down on my bed to call her and know why she called me.