Chapter 8.

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Drake's POV

I'm home!
I shouted entering the Apartment I and my mom lived in.

We've lived here since i was little and recently she bought the house.

For some reasons I dont understand,she loves this house so much.

It has always been only I and my mom.
We've never talked about a father either,so I never considered myself to have any father somewhere.

But one thing i knew was my mom had me at a younger age because for her age and little stature she looked like an older sister to me than a mom.

The story is something i will never understand,she never agrees to talk about it.
All i know was the fact i was somehow given birth to,funny enough my last name was from my mom's side "Bruke". It didn't bother me.

We are black Americans and sometimes i just can't help but admire my mother's will power.

I grew up without a father's love but my mother's love to me is much more better than that of any father's which made me not to joke with her.

Infant she's the only woman in my life, i loved so much.....
My baby boy! She said hugging me tight.
Oh mom! I told you I'm no longer a baby,I'm seventeen soon and a big guy,i said smiling like a 10 year old child.

No darling,you will always be my little baby boy.
Just as i was about to go to my room,I stopped perceiving a mouth watering aroma.

I dashed to the kitchen.
My mom followed me laughing loudly.
I prepared your favorite,knew you couldn't resist it.

Yes mom you know I can't!
I walked over to the dish holder,took a dish and scooped some of the meat balls for myself.

This is the real me,when I'm with my mom i am most free and happy.

I certainly don't need to use charms to get my sweet mother's attention.

Margaret Bruke known as Maggie is a very hard working woman.
At her quite young age,she owns her company for women outfits like a wedding boutique.

For a single mother,she was very successful,
I never had to suffer.

She will say to me while I was a little six year old boy"My son all I'm doing now is to make you better and more responsibile than most guys out there,so I'll work hard to ensure you live in comfort"
Ten years later it paid off.

She never want a husband or man in her life all to take care of me.

She set good morals for me,gave me everything i ever wanted or all a son could ask from a mother.

She was there for me during those times of depression and hard complicated feelings and I'll never ask for anything more than this strong gorgeous woman standing across the table from me whom I have as a mother.

I'm a lucky boy... I smiled showing my whole teeth.
How was school today? She sat down with her own plate of food after pouring orange juice in my glass cup.

'As usual',nothing special ever happens...
I continued eating not wanting to get distracted and I wasn't interested in school talks.

One thing i don't joke with is my tummy.
Hmm! I sighed at the sweet delicacy.
She picked a table spoon without eating but continued to look at me.
I looked up.

Mom! XWhat is so funny about my face that you choose to look at instead of eating,
I gestured to her plate".

Nothing much,I just love you so so much.She giggled in her loving way,I'll never get tired of that sound.
I smiled.
Mom I love you too.

That reminds me,i have something to talk to you about she said.
Okay?
We will but not now,eat enough,go freshen up.
Then come and pick a movie for the night.
I was excited.
'That will be great mom"....

I'll make popcorn she cut in as if reading my thoughts.

Yeah!! I exclaimed clapping my hands.
I can continue to relive my moments with my favorite lady.
"It never get's old".

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