Calling Mom Novels & Stories

And better than that—her own credibility. Eliana rubbed her temples, telling herself to stay focused. The battle was far from lost. Then her phone vibrated. She breathed deeply, knowing even before a glance who stood on the other end. Mom. With a weary groan, she answered. "Eliana Hope Thompson, where are you?!" She flinched at the full-name treatment. Her mother only employed that when she was angry—or concerned. "I'm at the office, Mom." A curt pause. Then:

“Mom” —-------

Me: "Mom, is there a problem?" Mom: "Not really. It’s just that… that…" She nervously bit her lip. Me: "That what, Momma?" Mom: "Will you be angry with me if I tell you?" Me: "You still have to tell me. I’ll be home in five minutes. Oh, and let me call Dad, too." Mom: "No, no, no, no, don’t call Dad! I’ll talk, I’ll talk." Me: "Okay. So what is it?"

“You don’t have to answer now. Just remember, no matter what happens, I’m your mom.” Lily stood up. She didn’t smile. “May I go inside now?” she asked. For a brief moment, irritation crossed Monica’s face, but she hid it immediately. “Of course.” When Lily passed by me, she held my hand. Her grip was firm, uncertain. She didn’t look at me, but I knew she was confused. That night, Monica walked into the living room where we were all gathered—Kerill, the twins, Erica, and me.

Another voice joined. “Mom?!”

He was trying to keep his voice level, but I could hear the confusion and frustration seeping into his words. “Well just now for one. But I have been many times throughout my life. Every time that Hank beat me, or every time that something bad happened at school, she would call me to her and comfort me. When I was a baby, she brought me food, rocked me to sleep and took care of me. And she sang to me, a lullaby, oh Gunner it is the most beautiful song I have ever heard, and her voice is magnificent. Can you believe it? I had a mother this whole time! Gunner, I wasn’t alone, Selene, or mother as I called her, she was there” “Woah, woah, woah! Zee slow down! Are you telling me that the Moon Go

Mom cooed immediately as I walked into the living room as she stretched her hands out to me , a huge sincere smile spread across my face as I walked into her arms. "We watched you on TV today , you did amazing" she whispered as we disengaged. "I'm sure your father is very proud of you because I am " she added and I looked up at her "Did he say that?!" "We haven't talked today , but I know he is " she whispered and I nodded. "Thank you so much Mom , for everything " I said and pulled her into a hug again. "It's okay sweetheart, that's what Moms are for " she said with a small smile.

she exclaimed, her tone a mixture of joy and disbelief. "Mom, I just got my phone," I replied, my voice a soft murmur. "That's fine! You need to rest, honey. Your Dad went to the company to settle some things there," she reassured me. I smiled, a sense of contentment settling in my heart. "I'm a Mom now," I whispered, the words a revelation, a confirmation of my new identity. Her voice filled with pride. "I know you will be a great Mom, honey," she said, her words a soothing balm on my soul. And then, the internet connection faltered, a brief interruption in the symphony of life that had just begun.

Once again, she tried to steer the crowd's attention back to me. She was ready to burn everything down, but I didn't care. When Mom realized I wasn't reacting, she had no idea how to continue her performance. Once the two of them were finished with their little duet, I spoke up calmly, "I think that's my line, Mom." I connected my phone to the massive screen in the lobby to play the footage of Ellie and Mom's conversation by the gates that day. The camera clearly captured their unusually bloated faces. When Mom saw herself on the screen, her complexion drained instantly.

It was sharper and more calculating than before. Like, River is a part of her radar now. “You have done all of the preparations, so all you need to do is your assignments, advanced studying, and rest until the party happens,” Mom said, smiling, but it gave me the chills. She was about to speak again, but her phone buzzed. The same as Dad. “I have something to do in the company, so I’ll tell you the details once I get home,” Mom said, taking the tissue on the table and wiping her mouth with it as she stood up. “If you’re done, then go back to your bedroom.”