Lora's pov
I was getting dressed because Vicki was taking me out on a date today. As I descended the stairs, I noticed my mother preparing breakfast.
"Good morning, Mom," I said.
She smiled back and replied, "Good morning, Lora."
I approached her and kissed her at the chick.
Mom, does this dress suit me?
My mother smiled at me after I said that.
Everything looks good in your body, Lora.
Thank you, Mom.
My mother stopped me on my way to the door.
Lora, why are you getting dressed up so early? You seem happy today; would you like to share your story?
When my mother said that, I laughed and moved closer to her, whispering so my brother and sister wouldn't hear what I was saying.
Mom is going on a date.
What, exactly? She asks in hushed tones.
Yes, mother.
So, who is it? tell me
