Adelaide - Finished!!

Mother, I'm coming home...

No one answered.
--- Mother?
No one, again.
Then, he shouted, not really knowing if he should or not:
--- Josephine? Josephine Shrute?
--- Who is this?

Her voice cracked, sour.

He decided to go to the living room where she was:

---- Mother? Are you there?

He waited for the screams. He needed to hear it. The curses. He wasn't worthy of standing in front of his mother again, not after what he did. But here were him, waiting, accompained by that deafing silence.

She was watching tv when she saw him. When she landed her eyes on him she couldn't believe in what she was seeing. The spaghetti plate she was holding fell from her hands, breaking into thousends of tiny pieces in the floor.

--- My son! He's alive! He's here!

Josephine hugged him tight.  It was not what he was expecting but he hugged her back anyways, he was shocked. She cried and grabbed both his cheeks:

--- I thought I was never going to see you again! My boy! I'm so, so sorry for what I did to you, my sweet boy. I should have listened to you first. Cared about you all those years, but I just let you alone in that cold mansion... As I always did. I was the worst mother I could ever be. 

--- I'm the one who should apologize, mother.

--- What?

--- You left him, right? Because of me. You shouldn't. I was selfish. Stuborn. I didn't hear what you had to say. I did let you go with him, I said awful things to him, because I was hurt, but it had nothing to do with you guys. It took me long enough to notice I wasn't mad at you. I was sad, probably you too, it doesn't justify but...I was sad. I thought of my father. It made no sense. But I'm  here now and I hope you forgive me. I'm here to support you with whoever you want by your side.

--- Who are you and what you did to Kevin Shrute?

He laughed.

---  I...had time to think about all of this. That's all.

--- I'm glad you understood and...I really hope you forgive me too. You know, everything isn't always only your fault. Way before that argument I treated you bad. Your father left me alone with a baby I didn't know how to take care of.

--- I know, mom. I know it,  and that is not your fault either. 

--- So we are even?

--- I hope we are. It lasted too long. 

Things were weird between them both. Of course they were, they spent a great time apart by sorrow. But time woud heal it, now that they finally spoke with each other.

--- Call Tim tonight, mom. Invite him over to have dinner with us. 

--- You mean it?

--- Yeah, I do! Like, can you call him or..

--- I can. He's...well, we broke-up last month but I...can talk to him. 

---Please say that I'm here.

--- You sure?

--- I'm. I need to talk to him too.

--- We can invite him personally, maybe this would be better. He..blocked me.

--- It's even better that way, I'm coming with ya.

--- Walking down the streets togehter like the old days, huh?

--- Just like it, Kev. Exactly like it.

When they left her house Josephine walked in front of him first.  So he whispered to the wind:

--- See, Ada? You actually needed hear an aopologie, a sincere one. I needed to make an apologie, a very sincere one too. Thank you for your help, again, wherever you are.

As usual, no one answered. Yet, he found a rose on the ground, suddenly. Still bright red, alive.

--- Hey, mom. For you.

--- I love roses! I'll keep it. Thank you. You don't know how happy I'm seeing your face again.

She didn't even liked roses. She liked daisies.

He smiled.

--- Where is he leaving now?

--- I took the house we bought, son. He's at his father's again.

--- We are going there, then?

--- Yes, he's probably home by this time.

--- Don't you worry, I'm here to help, okay? Like I should always had been.

--- The important is that you're here now. Past is past.

--- I guess so.

Kevin walked in the streets with his mother again, side by side, talking about life.

It was simple, so simple that he didn't realize how much he missed it.

A son and mother, walking togehter again, following the same path.