“Mom, mom…” I call out her name over and over again as I walk down the last four stairs.
“Yes baby?” she asks coming out of the kitchen with the phone still pressed against her cheek.
“Mom, I really need to talk to you.” I tell her in a low voice.
She looks at me blinks and murmurs into the phone.
“Hold on for me Missy, I will call you back in a sec.” mom hangs up the call and faces me.
“Sometimes I forget how annoying and bratty you can get.” She says before walking back into the kitchen with me hot on her heels.
I follow her to the table.
“You don’t mean that.” I tell her.
“I do, now what do you want?” she asks.
“As you can see, I am on my way to the gym, I was wondering if you would like to run errands with me when I get back. I am thinking we head straight to the mall, I want
