"Dear,are you well,has a boyfriend yet?"mom,why do you ask such a question. She almost got chocked."Well,n...no."she said,coughing through the talk.
Mom suddenly smile and winks me. Don't tell me mom likes her too."How old are you,honey?"
"22 years old."
Yeah,shorter than me,shorter by age than me....perfect. Wait,what?
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We bid mom goodbye and I nudge her."You okay? Seems kind of-" "Shut up."
"Yes,ma'am."
