Mother Young Novels & Stories

“None that I know. I looked into her briefly. No flags. Widow. Three children. Active mom, not much of a social life.” I furrowed my eyebrows. “How old is she?” “Early to mid-thirties.” I watched him pensively. “Kind of unusual for a single mother to go for this kind of arrangement,” I muttered. The idea of doing this with a young mother didn’t sit well. Wonderful, I mused silently. Suddenly, I grew a conscience.

I asked. “ I can’t get much past you, can I?” dad asked. I shook my head and continued eating. He told me that this woman is younger than him and a single mom of five year old. I noticed he tensed when he said younger. “ How much younger are we talking?” I asked. I don’t think I can handle him dating a twenty year old. It would be gross to me. “ She is thirty five.” dad told me.

When Mary Kinson saw the young brothers of the Mo family in front of her, her face immediately changed, like that of a small child who did something wrong, with a troubled expression. Without turning around, she could guess who the visitor was. Mary Kinson turned around and saw only a grandmother in a dark dress, the hair is still thick, only the sideburns are dyed white on both sides, the face full of signs of wind and frost with a kind smile. Mo Han assisted her, she does not seem to have comfortable legs, but that does not stop her whole person looks spiritual, with firm gaze on God. Today is Grandma Mo's 80th birthday, obviously advanced in age, but she looks very good, no one doubts tha

His mum said and left immediately like her pants were on fire and the whole time Moon was smiling and enjoying the scene before him, “I cannot believe that I threatened you so many times with anonymous judge not knowing you're the one, now I understand why you're not afraid all these time” “I’m glad you now know” I smile “My mum is a superhero, my mum is the best, what do you think daddy?” “Of course son mum is the best” “Exactly, Grandpa, what do you think?” “Moon dear your mum is really amazing and a super woman, mum's the best there's nothing mum cannot do”

"My son is truly sharp! He takes right after me when it comes to women he has excellent taste." Henry just shook his head, chuckling softly. Then, Mathilda turned her attention back to me. "Ma'am Solana... I honestly thought you were Henry's sister." "Why is that?" Freddie looked at her. "Because Henry's mom looks so young." Freddie laughed out loud. "Solana is his stepmom." After saying that, he looked at me with immense pride. "My wife is indeed still very young. She's still studying." I offered a faint smile. But before I could even say a word, Freddie laughed again.

•••●[][]After Hundred Years[][]●••• A little sweet three-year-old girl with brown hair was watching her young mother gardening impatiently with hundred questions in her mind. The mother, who was struggling to find answers to her each questions, suddenly felt relaxed when she saw her brother in law coming near them. While he was nearer them she said with a smile by turning to the girl, "my little one..l think your uncle is apt for answering your this silly questions." When a handsome young man in a black jeans and white t-shirt came near them, the mother said to him "Sandy, come here and help me to answer your niece's unlimited questions. I am tired of it and l have other works to do than thi

She was a young single mother who raised her child alone. Mia's is twenty three when she got pregnant with her child. She need to raise her child in a strange place with no family or anyone to lean on. She got several suitors but she rejected them all. All she wants is to concentrate on her son and writing. She had spent nights crying alone.

“Welcome home, Young Miss.” “Where’s mother?” “She’s in the backyard, talking with her lawyer. What would you like to eat for dinner, Young Miss?” “Just anything. I will excuse myself,” the maid nodded, and then, I march myself taking the path to the backyard. When I got there, I saw my mother sitting on an item of garden furniture while confronting a man in his twenty’s. Probably a young lawyer that my mother hired for her estate planning. My mother seems to forge ahead on everything.

Could it be that in her mother’s hundreds of years she’d never actually seen or felt her own bead? “Miyoung-ah, I’m tired. It’s been a long night. No more talk of fantasies and what-ifs.” “Yes, Mother.” Miyoung felt defeated. “I worry sometimes that I let you have too much freedom with your dramas and shows.” Miyoung’s heart sank, fearing a new rule or restriction about to be declared. “Don’t let those fantasies warp your brain. You have to stay alert always. We must protect each other. It’s only the two of us against the rest of the world.”

I smiled and said softly, "Mom, this is our cat, Candy. We named her that because we want her life to be as sweet as candy." Candy peeked around curiously in his arms, looking impossibly cute. Not far away, a butterfly landed gently on Mom's headstone. After a moment, it spread its wings and flew into the bright blue sky.