Afternoon With My Mother

{ARMANDO}

Have you ever wondered, how time works?

Well, that is what I am thinking right now, it is like my mother took my watch and turn it backward, and once in a while she would turn it, it will just move for a second and then stop. And then move, and then stop.

This is pure torture.

My mother slaps my hand and tells me, "honey, even if you look at it a thousand times, nothing will change, nothing." 

She is having the best moment of her life. 

She brought me to the mall, at first I thought, aargh! I can do this, and then I realize that the mall is the worst. I wish she would have taken us to a boutique or something, I am sure by now we would be out of there. 

She takes my hand and pulls me, anyone watching us will think I am just playing around with my girlfriend who is older than me. 

"Mom, let go," I whisper at her.