Novel & Cerita Homecoming Mum Supplies

"Yeah. It's happening. That reminds me. I need tree threes. For free. From dad's work." "What? That's too much. Do you know how expensive it." "It's just for the Homecoming Dance... can't you just persuade him? " I flash a smile. "Fine. I'll do it, but your friends will do the moving and carrying part." "Deal! The warehouse is in Grand Marais anyways and I know that Ogimaa would drive the truck. Fine. We'll just need it for 20 hours." "What about the dress?" She asks. "I don't know mom. He haven't ask me yet..."

I was nervous. "There's no time for dilly dallying but if you don't want me to, it's fine" She said with an air of finality. "Thank you" I heaved a sigh of relief She looked at me skeptically before nodding and turning away. *** The house was buzzing as a bee hive. We were all busy with one thing or the other. I was busy with souvenirs ranging from ceramic plates, chopping boards, trays, dust pans, baskets etc, they were numerous. My mum went out of her way to get those souvenirs and they were expensive. Then there were little jotters specifically for the traditional wedding, filled with the couple's pre wedding photos.

CHAPTER 13: WORLD’S BEST ANNOYING MUM ANNA’S POV The second my feet hit the bedroom floor, I flicked on the light and nearly jumped out of my skin. “Welcome home, sweetheart.” I screamed, heart exploding against my ribs. Mum sat on my bed like a queen on her throne, legs crossed, calmly sipping from the chipped “World’s Best Mum” mug I’d bought her with three years of allowance money. The herbal tea scent wrapped around the room like a trap.