Friends Mom Novels & Stories

The thought of losing her is something I can’t bear. "Sometimes, that’s just how Mom is. She and Aunt Margot were really close, and now that she’s met someone who reminds her of her, I guess she just couldn’t help but feel emotional." Pierce smiled, even though his attention was on the road. "Mom’s an only child, and she doesn’t have any other friends. Your Aunt Margot was the only one who was really close to her. She was her best friend and treated her like a sister. I think even now, Mom still hasn’t come to terms with what happened."

After freshening up, I left for home, Back at Home The moment I stepped inside, Mom pounced. "Where were you last night?" she demanded, arms crossed. I exhaled sharply. "With my friends." "No, you weren’t. I called them." I froze for a split second before forcing a casual shrug. "Mom, seriously? You called my friends? This is ridiculous! I’m thirty-two, not five! You can’t keep tracking my every move!" "Exactly! You’re thirty-two! When will you understand that you need a partner? Every one of your friends is settled, building a family. You should have a child by now!"

Quentin Black will kill me even before I try to touch his grand daughters fingers again. “Dude, thank you for having us her, but my mom is gonna kill me if I miss dinner tonight.” Fred is a certified mama’s boy and he was not afraid to announce it to the world. Fred loves her Ma so much that if her mother does not like girl he is currently dating---Fred would listen to he and break it off.

I wasn’t sure on how to react to the news, but I was happy at the little gesture, even though we weren’t really friends. “I can’t stay here much longer, honey. I’m far behind on work, and I’m sure I’ll only be left with hours before your father starts to blow my phone again.” Mom continued with the conversion. “That’s why I’m asking you to please let your friends in. I need them to support you when I can’t, and also offer you a shoulder to cry on when I’m not here to offer you one.” “Please, Alexa. I don’t want you to be alone.” She begged.

I didn't want this stranger's sympathy. I didn't want him in my restaurant, fixing things like he had any right to be here."You can leave now," I said."I'm not finished.""I don't care."He studied me for a long moment, and I got the uncomfortable feeling he was seeing more than I wanted him to see. "The funeral is at three tomorrow. Your mother wanted it small.""How would you know what my mother wanted?" "Because she told me." He picked up his wrench again, turning back to his work like I hadn't just dismissed him. "She talked about you constantly and how proud she was that you went to Milan to chase your dreams."

I look at Pietra, hoping she'll tell me what she's hiding. "I was dating Guilherme Lira some time ago, and one day I decided to surprise him, but I found him with another woman in bed. After that, we broke up..." My friend wipes her face, which keeps getting wet with the persistent tears streaming down. I hand her another tissue to wipe her eyes. I finally understand why my friend is this way; she was hurt in a way that feels so familiar to me. "Mahjub, take her home. I'll let your grandfather know you'll be late returning home," my mother says.

I retorted, "Your mom's health started failing quite a while back. I told you about it several times before, but you were just too busy taking care of the 'terminally-ill' Phillip to heed my words. That's why you were unaware of her situation for so long! "That day, I called you when the doctors were performing emergency treatment on her. However, you only picked up after multiple calls, and even then, you barely spoke to me before running off to soak in the hot springs with Phillip! Have you forgotten about that?"

her mum said in an excited tone. Arlene turned the volume up to the loudest and they kept up with their mini karaoke which was pretty much loud, because people on the road started to look at them. But then none of them cared, to Arlene her mum was a vibe and not like the regular southingham mothers who were boring and lame. These were the moments she lived for, there was never a dull moment with her mum even though they had little cat fights, but it was normal with females. “Do you think dad would be back from work by now?” Arlene asked her mum who was still caught up in the blues of the music playing.

Marianne. Jace's mother. What?! I turned and saw Marianne standing by the staircase, smiling like the proudest shipper alive. ...Wow. Now my ears were burning too. We weren't even married yet, and his mom was already our number one fan. Jace leaned over to look, brows knitting together. "What kind of nonsense is this..." Watching him look both offended and curious at the same time, I suddenly got an idea. I opened a livestream and pointed the camera right at him.

Mom requested. ****