Bab 23: Chapter 23

Marylin's POV

5 years later

"Nick you better hurry or else you'll miss the bus", I yelled from downstairs, setting up the breakfast on the table. I didn't hear his reply, just his rushing footsteps. I shake my head, he will get late if he doesn't hurry.

I looked at the time. He only has half an hour left until his bus comes. You all must be thinking that half an hour is a hell lot of time and that he will have time left even after he finished eating his food at a slower pace and blah, blah, blah. But hey a mother will always be a mother.

We tend to get overdramatic when it comes to our child. I heard him coming down downstairs. He entered the dining area.

"Mom there is plenty of time left", he groaned, plopping down on the chair. Yes, he calls me mom now. He started to call me mom after two years of his parent's death.

"Don't argue with me mister", I put my hands on my waist to look scary but I know it won't work on him.