Diana arrived at their residence stomping, throwing her purse on the couch where her mother was trying to meditate. Her loud noise instantly created a smirk on the older woman who was recently swayed by her friends into yoga.
“Hey, watch it! Can’t you see I am trying to be peaceful and incorporate the calmness of the environment I was trying to keep, and then you effortlessly drive away all the positive vibes I was trying to summon by walking in with all that negative energy all over you.” Nora groaned.
“Shut it, mom. You are old, no yoga can alter that unless you go under the knife.” Diana scoffed, removing her heels and tossing them on the carpet. “That’s the truth and if you didn’t incessantly throw parties almost every f*cking day, you could have come up with enough funds to get your
