Childhood friends / 5015 words
“Have you made your mind up yet?” My mother asked me, finally beginning to clear away the mess that had been made days before when we had our annual Boxing Day party.
“Yeah. Yeah I’m gunna come.” I smiled.
“You are? Oh good!”
“You seem surprised.” I noted.
“You’ve just been so hesitant.”
“Well, there have been no signs that he’s home this year. He never usually is, last year was a fluke, so… I think I’m safe.”