I wanted to hit my head on the glass table so bad, but I groaned instead, rubbing my face harshly with my palms.
“I cannot do that mother,” I argued, knowing that none of the options were going to be favorable for me.
“Then we do not have a deal.” she clapped twice as the maids rushed in with bowls and plates of different foods. “Be careful, Son, I might be miles away from you, doesn’t change much. Eat.” she said with a tone that indicated she was done with the conversation and passed me a plate of pasta.
Even if I was hungry on my way here, (which I wasn’t) the banter I just had with my mother was enough to ruin my appetite.
“How’s Courtney?” I asked about my little sister. It was actually rude of me to not have asked about her since I came.
“She’s been headstrong as usua
