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" You have my whole heart for my whole life

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" You have my whole heart for my whole life."
~Kathrine Pines

My Mom wasn't a great cook. She tried, but she wasn't very good at it. She wasn't good with baby's but despite that she still wanted more kids. And when it came to laundry my white clothes would always be stained because she left a red sock in the washer. She didn't live long enough to comfort me about boy troubles and sadly enough we never had a lot classic "Girl Talks" about periods and relationships. She did teach me how to shave though.

She couldn't cook, always made a mess when she tried to clean, and told the worst bed time stories.

But all in all.
She was my mom.

Dad called her Kat and at one point of time, she could make him smile. She would tell me about how they first meet, how she was intern at a Corporate Law firm and he was a flashy businessman in a suite young, and handsome, and parade around the firm  having girls drool at him knowing his status as future CEO of Pine & Ranger Inc. Law wasn't her first choice, but it was something instilled in her family who encouraged her to dance as a hobby because many of her other family member did it in past, but they saw Corporate Law as her future. She said she was shy and timid when working at the firm, but she was bold and confident when it came to dancing. My Father had recognized her at the firm one day when he and his Father had came in. He saw her perform at her Mothers Gala one year. At meetings my mother was didn't utter a word and wrote notes and handed coffee for her superiors. Until one day when my Father asked for her legal advice sending everyone in the boardroom by surprised confused why he was asking an intern her opinion. He told her to have that same confidence she had when she was dancing, not to let anyone push over her because she was star. After that he tried to come up with any reason to come to the firm, wanting to see. Even offered her a Job at his company. She became a kiss ass cooperate lawyer.


They fell in love.

Her parents where happy, and so where his.


And then they had me.

Crazy isn't it? How beautiful it was in the beginning. If only I could go back in time. Warn my Mother about the man she fell in love with. Stop her from falling into his honey trap.


" Kinsley!"

Beep! Beep!


I snapped out of my daze as the smoke detector went off and smoke flooded the kitchen. Diane opened the oven and exposed the burnt Hawaiian Rolls.


Oh God!



I can't cook.

Not even fucking Hawaiian Rolls. But even knowing that, I still had a drive to impress Diane even if it meant cooking.

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