Posts Tagged ‘mother’

If you have a mother who talks to you when you are busy, taking a shower or a dump, out of ear range and calls your name whenever she needs to find something, missing something, someone is at the door, or when she needs an answer to some vague question then you will easily identify with this horrific tale.

Needless to say, my mother is the source of inspiration for the first half of the story. The second half is just another one of my contorted views of what silly things we promise each other in the name of friendship.