"Mom, can I get a picture of dad's?" Mirabel asked. "I'm sorry sweetie but I don't have to," her mother apologized.
"It's fine," she replied and walked back to the living room with the cup of coffee. "Tell me about yourself," her mother demanded.
"What more do you want to know mom? I told you everything as far as I can remember," she replied.
"Yes but something is missing, don't tell me you have not experienced it," she winked but Mirabel was clueless about what she was talking about.
"What?" She asked. "Love," her mother replied.
"You are twenty-three, you must have dated or you are currently dating," she added.
"I never had a boyfriend mom," Mirabel blurted and her mother looked at her with pain and curiosity.
"Why? Haven't you found the guy you like?" She asked.
"I didn't have t
