Mother Young Novels & Stories

Mom looked at me and smiled. There was something in her expression I hadn't seen in a long time, something soft and unguarded, the kind of look I remembered from when I was small, before the divorce, before any of the wreckage that came after it. It made my chest ache in the good way, the way that comes from recognizing something precious you were afraid you had lost for good. "I'm proud of us," she said softly. "We can't erase the past. But we can choose how we move forward. Together."

What I saw there was a sight I would never forget for the rest of my life. My brothers were pinning my mother down in the banquet hall. Forced to kneel, she licked that unfamiliar woman’s shoes…

********************** Some months later ********************** I have been avoiding Mazi for so long to no avail, I really regretted what happened between us in the past however I'm really pressured right now. My petty business is not enough to pay my rent, cloth, or feed Sarah and me, not to talk of Sarah's school fees. The hours I spent under the sun has made my skin darker and wrinkled, I don't wear makeup anymore and it used to be one of my favorite things in the world. Sarah would soon be eight years but she has matured beyond her age because of the circumstances revolving around us, I have failed her as a mother. "Mum, I'm hungry." Sarah's soft voice broke my reverie.

A lady said nicely to us. Dean and I took off our coats and handed it to her, "Thank you." "Jay, my baby!" A middle aged lady who I assumed was Dean's mother exclaimed excitedly as she jogged her way over to embrace her son. "Hey Mom." Dean smiled as he wrapped his arms around his Mother. "You keep getting taller and taller everyday. God, look at you." She pulled away and looked at him. "What have you been eating?" Mrs Ryan was petit, slender and very beautiful for her age. She had coffee brown hair that fell gracefully on he shoulders down to her lower back. She had bright rosy cheeks and was almost as tall as I was.

"Your mother's spy?" "Yes obviously, I have to start going again. I'm tired of this life" "Get a good grade" "Alright and then what?" "What do you mean and then what?" "I don't want to be a doctor or any of those things my mother wants me to do, I want to be model but my mother would never that" "Trust me you will be a very good doctor" Cameron said as Hugo approached. "Phoenix, your mother just called, she is very mad at you"

"My mum must be looking for me. I have to go, bye." "I'll take you to your mum," I offered and took her into my arms. "You just missed your flight," Michael announced, smiling. I ignored him. I needed to know who the little girl's mum was. Something within told me it was Leilani Miller. I had to confirm it. We had barely taken a step towards the supposed place where she was to wait for her mum when she suddenly waved at a lady who was backing us. "Mummy," she called enthusiastically.

The woman's voice carried a hint of melancholy, yet her tone was unwavering. With a grave expression etched upon her face, she spoke with a sense of urgency. "Do not venture down the path that I have taken, no matter the cost," she warned, her words carrying a weighty emphasis. The mother seemed frail and somewhat fragile due to her thin frame. She appeared as if she may be taken from them at any time. Verity, a young girl of twelve, stood there in stunned silence, her mother's words leaving her utterly speechless. She offered a silent nod, her voice seemingly lost in the moment. The girl's face was awash with tears, her grip on her mother's hands unyielding.

A teacher turned friend asked and smiled “yeah" I'm jealous,one wouldn't guess that you already gave birth to triplets” she said and smiled while her face flustered " despite that,you still have the body of a teenager,if only i can be like that”. Just before she could respond three children came rushing toward her. The moment they got toi her presence, they all hugged her at once, forming a circle around her. She smiled and looked at her children. Her joy,her pride. “Mommy, Ray offended our teacher today , her eldest child, kia said.

Mia “You’re so beautiful in person, Mia,” she said warmly. I smiled politely, glancing up from my plate as Mrs. Smith beamed at me. “Oh, thank you, Mrs. Smith.” I returned the smile. “You’re too kind. You’re even more beautiful than I am.” The middle-aged woman laughed, touching her face lightly. “Well, we old folks can’t lose to you young ones.” Beside me, my mother chimed in with her usual charm. “Oh, what are you saying, old folks? You’re very young and beautiful, Mrs. Smith. Sometimes, I have to put in extra effort when dressing up because I don’t want you to outshine me.”

Since it came from her son, she has to think hard about the answer she is giving. Seeing that his wife is contemplating on how to answer her son, he answered Eon on her behalf. “Your mom will only be turning 24 this year.” Eon looked at Rui with his eyes wide open, shocked at his mother's age. “Mom is indeed young! My classmate's mother is 35!" “Did Eon come early in your lives?” the kid gloomily asked. The couple felt guilty for hearing their child's question. Rui was indeed young when she had Eon.