A beautiful day

Dylan stepped inside his mother’s ward after the nurse already did her job and on seeing his mother, his face brightened. She was in a floral pink dress with her hair combed neatly to fall on one side and her makeup was perfectly done, making her look younger than her age.

“Dylan,” his mother called and he walked to where she was. “Do the nurses treat all their patients like this? I asked the nurse to stop but she wouldn’t listen to me. What would the doctor think of me if he comes in here and sees me like this?”

“He would think you look astonishing,” Dylan said.

“Huh? You also believe that?” his mother asked with a worried expression marred on her forehead.

Dylan nodded and said, “Don’t worry mother. The doctor knows exactly what the nurse did.”

“He knows?” she asked. “And he gave his approval?”

Dylan nod his head and said, “Even I, am very well aware and the rest of us.”

“The rest of you? Does that mean, you all planned this? But don’t I look too flashy or—”