'Mummy, I love you.'
Okay, no. Erase that one.
'I love you, Mummy!'
Erase that one either.
'To my dearest Mummy, I love you so much.'
Yay. Finally.
Phew, I didn't know writing a card is as difficult as this.
School has over and now it's time to start anew..
CAFE! Yes. So, mummy kinda bought a cafe for me as a small gift, and I wanted to repay her kindness with this card that I wrote by my own hand. I bet she'll be proud with me.
"J.T!" My mother, Elinor, finally arrives after an hour of waiting for her to get her hair done. She hugged me tight and welcome me dearly then I genuinely slipped that card right to her hands.
"Oh what is this?" She opened it with curiosity.
"Awww, this is so adorable, my son," she chuckled blissfully. "Looks like you earned another gift."
Aha. Jackpot. She bought me a cafe. Now what? A house?
"What's the gift, mummy?" I grinned in joy.
"I prepared your future worker's clothes ready!" She beamed. Workers clothes? Oh. That's it? Tsk. I was expecting a car though.
"Workers? But I didn't have any-" I saw something that literally caught my attention. Not something, but someone. A girl. She's looking right directly onto my advertisement paper that was pasted along the street. She took the paper and dialled the number stated on it.
I had only one thing in my thought that moment: She dialled me!
Oh wait. But my phone's at home. Darn it. I left my mother right away, and walk towards her. I stopped as soon as I saw her with another guy.
Who is he?
YOU ARE READING
Pinocchio *editing | on hold *
Teen Fiction"Do you like him?" -"No," She replied shyly with a hiccup.
