~RYAN ~
I came home early to help my mother for dinner . My father is out for some work . I pull into my parent's driveway. It's a small house for Mom and Dad . They don't live here for most of the time so I thought this small house is going to be fine .
"Mom ?". I ask as I enter the house .
"In the kitchen " she shouts from the kitchen.
I shread my coat on the dining chair . Unbuttoning the cuff of my shirt I roll it till my elbow .
"Mom" I hug her . My mother Anna O'Malley is five five and all petite even at the age of fifty five she has managed to maintain her shape. She has pepper grey hair and same hazel eyes as mine . One of the best feature I inherited from my mother. She is a patient lady and a loving mother to both of us . Vanessa and me .
"How was your baby boy". She asks patting my face.
"It was good , we are expecting some guests over tonight ". I say as I pop a cherry into my mouth.
She turns to me , pointing the spatula at me .
