The next night, when I was making noodles, my
mom video called me.
I jumped.
Shawn was out.
I answered and turned the sound way down.
My mom shouted, “Do you have a boyfriend?!”
I sighed, and said, “No, mom, I look like I have a
boyfriend?”
“I’ve never touched a man, mom!”
I’ve touched abs, but that’s a secret.
“Why not?!” she demanded.
I rubbed my forehead, “It’s not that easy.”
“I don’t like you living alone, are you okay? Is
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that… who’s that behind you?”
I turned around.
Shawn was there, going into the fridge.
He saw me and held up his soda and gave me a
little head nod.
He said, “I’m just getting a drink, sorry,” and
walked out.
Oh crap.
My mom, who saw it all, said, “That guy behind
you is your boyfriend! You live alone? He is
wearing matching pajamas with you. He is a
handsome one. I like him, bring him home for
the New Year!”
I said, “Mom, no, he is…”
She hung up, because the wifi crashed.
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3:20
My mom refused to listen to me.
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She had decided that Shawn was my boyfriend.
I had a bad feeling.
I knew that my mom would pull a big stunt.
I needed to know if Shawn had a girlfriend first.
I went over to Mrs. Henderson’s with some fruit.
She was happy to see me.
She talked about everyone else, and then I finally asked, “Oh! Your son must be getting close to having his kids!”
Mrs. Henderson paused and sighed. “He has
not brought a girl over in two months. Maybe he will get married next life.”
I said, “Oh, he doesn’t have a girlfriend?”
“He wouldn’t live with you if he did! He needs to
live with who he loves!”
I nodded, and felt better.
Even if my mom did something crazy, it would
be easy to fix.
But, please don’t make me do that.
I left and found my front door open. I walked in
and heard Shawn and the cleaning lady.
The cleaning lady said, “Mr. Henderson, I am so
glad you came back, your wife is seeing other
men. And she sleeps with one of them. You
need to do something about it.”
“Don’t worry, she sleeps with a pillow. She isn’t
like that. Don’t say anything else about her.”
The cleaning lady continued, “You need to be
careful, you never come home, she is not the
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good type…”
