Chapter Twenty Nine: She can't be my mom.
Donald's POV
I was about opening the kitchen door when I heard her voice from another direction.
“See who we have here! Wow! This is lovely. Son, you came without been coerced.”
When I turned around, my mother was walking towards me with her arms spread wide in a welcome display.
Trying to impress her, I smiled and replied, “Mom, see how beautiful you are looking.”
Before I could say anything, she pulled me into a tight hug. She hugged me so tight, like she hadn't seen me in ages. Then she said, “This must be a flatter.”
“What, why would I flatter you? I'm only telling you the truth.” We chuckled.
“Well, I love this frequent visit. Before now, we have to plead for you to visit us.” She continued.
“I hope we are celebrating sometime bigge
