Chap. 47

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"So Prom is next Saturday," I said to Michelle, my phone cradled between my ear and my shoulder as I searched for my apartment key. "We need to go shopping like tomorrow."

"I know, I know," she agreed. "I'm just trying to get out of this stupid family thing my parents want me to go to tomorrow. Apparently some of my cousins are flying in and we're supposed to go to this reunion thing..."

"You're always going to a family thing," I pointed out.

"Well my family is weird okay?"

I located my apartment key, shoving it into the door and letting myself inside. "Well that explains you."

I didn't hear what Michelle said next, my focus shifting to the fact that my mother was sitting at the kitchen counter, sifting through the mail.

"I'll call you back," I said, hanging up and shoving my phone into my back pocket.

"Hello dear," she said, as she continued to shift through the mail.

"Hi?"

Why was my mom here?

"You're home late," she commented, turning to face me.

"Yeah, I had some studying I had to do afterschool," I said, dropping my backpack to the floor. "Why are you here again?"

"Well I heard that the Prom is next weekend."

"Okay?"

"Well I am your mother," she pointed out, standing up.

And that's when I noticed my duffel bag sitting next to her foot, packed and ready to go.

"We're going prom dress shopping!" she informed me.

"We're doing what?"

"You and me are going prom dress shopping," she repeated. "Won't that be fun?"

I stared at her, too stunned to say anything.

Where was this coming from?

"Our flight is scheduled for 7:45, so we need to get a move on."

"Flight?"

"Well you don't think we'd buy your prom dress here do you?" She laughed. "Don't be ridiculous."

This way too much all at once.

"I already had plans to go prom dress shopping this weekend," I informed her. "With Michelle."

"Well cancel them."

"But I convinced Michelle to ditch her family reunion."

"Well convince her to go then. You and I are going prom dress shopping."

"You've never wanted to take me any kind of shopping before," I pointed out.

"Why are you being so difficult about this?"

"Because you showed up in my apartment informing me that we were flying out tonight to go prom dress shopping, when usually I don't even get a phone call from you to say hello."

And then I immediately felt bad. She was my mom after all.

And she looked like I'd just punched her in the gut.

"I mean, Michelle probably wouldn't be able to get out of her family reunion," I said, looking away from her. "So I guess we better get a move on then."

"You want to go?"

"Sure."

A smile spread across my mom's face. "This is going to be so much fun!"

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