Speak of the Devil

My Mom...

I stared at the note until I felt a pain light up my finger. I dropped the note and it started to curl up into its self. I blinked several times and tried to think about what happened.

'Is this from that extra pill I took?' I thought.

I just shrugged it off and waited again for Rosie. About eight minutes later, she arrived with the next outfit. It was much more me. It was a black mid-thigh dress with a black lace neck collar that then turns in to sleeves. She also got better shoes, the new ones were about two inches shorter than the last ones. They were a greenish black and had some lace as well. I changed into it and walked out. I did the same a last time two spins and stopped.

"What do you think?" I asked.

"You look great, you really do"

I started smiling and went back to the dressing room. I took off the dress and put on my normal clothes. I left the dressing room and went up to the desk, to pay. I paid $200 for it all.

"I have to go home before it's six, so I'll see you tomorrow. Bye." I said while I waved good bye.

"Bye, see you tomorrow" she waved and walked away.

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"I'm home!" I yelled up the stairs.

I walked into the kitchen and started cooking the dinner. Fifteen minutes later my Mom and started chopping the onions.

"How was school?" Mom asked me.

"Good, how was work?"

"Fine, fine"

One thing about my Mom, she is very religious. She always goes to mass and confession. She hardly ever swears and she hardly ever does wrong. Even her dinners are perfect.

               I put the mince in a pan and put the pasta in the saucepan. I put the tomatoes in with the mince and then the onions. I told my Mom to go and have a rest. I got some basil, chopped it and added it to the mince. I drained the pasta and started plating up the food.