Charmed & Dangerous

Chapter Ten: Aaron's Mom

Aaron's POV:

My date with the beautiful Veronica Merrell had come to an end. Despite how bummed i am about that fact i manage to look on the bright side of things like the fact that i get to date her again eventually. Veronica was unlike anyone I've ever met there's something about her i can't quite put my finger on. There a subtle mystery to her which i think is what i like most about her. I sit on my couch watching sitcoms when i hear i knock on my front door.

I open it to see my mom, I'm in complete shock it's twelve in the morning and i haven't seen her in about a year.

"Mom?" I ask, " What are you doing here."

She stares at me she has this frantic look in her eyes, it had started to rain so her hair and clothes were soaking wet. "Hello, darling I was just in town and i thought i'd come visit." She says.

"Well, come in you soken." I reply.

She walks in her long red wet hair dripping over her shoulders. She's holding her black trench coat shut and she stomps on my wooden floor with her damp red heels. I could tell she had not been prepared for the rain.

It's about two hours her clothes are dry and her hair has dried out. We are drinking herbal tea while sitting on my front room couch. I couldn't help wonder why my mom was here, she said she was just in town but why would she be in san francisco on a saturday at twelve o'clock in the morning.

"So, why were you in town?" I ask my mom.

"I had some important business that i needed to handle here." She replies vaguely.

"What business could you have here you work at a law firm in New York." I reply.

"Well, if you must know i have a very important client that lives in san francisco, and he needed my business here."

"What client."

"Unimportant, he's an old family friend, why this sudden interest in my business darling?" 

"Just found it weird you've never came to visit me before, at least after you moved to New York."

"I've been extremely busy that's why, it has nothing to do with you i swear it," She says, "If i'm being quite honest i've wanted to visit you for a while just never found the right time to do it."

As if i believe that ever since my dad died in a fire when i was younger, my mother has been extremely distant from me. I don't know what it is but i've always felt like she had this secret life that she didn't want me to be apart of she always answers my questions vaguely she never tells me anything about her life. Like whos she seeing, where she lives, i don't even know the name of the law firm she works at. She spent half of my childhood not being home to the point where people thought my baby-siter, Anna was my mother for the longest and she was seventeen. 

"So, you're twenty-seven now, right?" My mother asks me like she's trying to get a secret out of me.

"Yes, I'm surprised you kept track of my age, because you surely didn't keep track of my birthday." I say in a snarky manner.

"Oh, that's fantastic this is a very important age!" She shouts in relief.

What's so important about twenty-seven there are not milestone for the age of twenty-seven. Like  when you turn ten you get doubled digits, when you turn thirteen you become a teenager, eighteen you get to smoke legally and america and twenty-one you get to drink legally in america. But twenty-seven i can't think of any milestone for that age.

"I don't get it, why twenty-seven is an important age?" I ask in a uninterested tone.

"It's hard to explain it's just a feeling, have you felt anything lately Aaron," She asks, "Any strange or unusual feelings?" She asks strangely and intensely.

"Um...No?" I reply.

"Oh, well give it time," She says vaguely, "Well, I'll get out of your hair i need to get to my hotel and get some rest i have a very important meeting tomorrow." She says getting up to walk to the front door. She leaves the house by now it's almost three in the morning.

I couldn't help but think what was she talking about a weird and unusual feeling. Was she drunk or high, i mean what kind of questions are those. And the whole twenty-seven thing how freaky was that, I can't believe i had to deal with her when i could've been watching my favorite  sitcoms.