Mother Young Novels & Stories

she said. "Use the money to take care of your life. You can see your mother, she's conscious now" Paige hurriedly ran to her mother's room and saw her eating. "Mom?" She called out and walked to her. "P..Paige" she stammered. Her voice was so low. "I'm here mom, I'm here" Paige replied and touched her mother's face. She collected the food from her and fed her slowly with tears in her eyes. Her mother was going to die very soon. It was better she spent her last days with her.

The girl explains to her confused mother. "I don't understand." Mrs. Young murmurs, she needs a minute to digest everything she's been hearing. "Mom, dad only loved you." Mrs. Young drops herself on the couch and facepalms before sobbing. Eun-Hee sits next to her and hugs her. "Don't cry mom." She says as tears roll down her cheeks also.

Hence, why did she even want to force the relationship with them? This could be a blessing in disguise! After Mango thought of all this, she smiled at Madam Ye and said, "Mom, I feel like you're very wise sometimes." "Oh, I'm just an old lady." The faint smile Madam Ye had on her face was kind, and it warmed Mango's heart.? "You're not an ordinary old lady, you're the best mother in the world." Then, Mango gently hugged Madam Ye like a clingy child, which delighted the older woman.?

I stood in shock, staring at the young girl, well aware of why her eyes were very familiar. I had seen it just recently. A figure walked past me, the person the young girl had been looking at. It was a woman with dark hair, just like the little girl. So when the little girl called out “Mama!” to her, I did not doubt for a second that they were related. “What are you girls doing out here?” My mother asked, an arm around each girl. “I was showing Jasmine how to catch a butterfly, Aunt Janis”, the young girl said to my mother.

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.

It was one of her comfort potions whenever she had dysmenorrhea, or whenever she was stressed. "Mom, you do realize that I'm already a family man now, right?" Ira chuckled, yanking his mother's hand away from his face. "Please stop squeezing my cheek as if I'm still your five-year-old errand boy." "I know, I know," said Helena, tapping his jaw gently. "Nice to see you again, Miguel," his father greeted him, too. That was the latter's pet name for Ira. "Hey, dad. I'm sorry we came late for the family breakfast."

Mom was in a rather youthful attire, wearing a pair of high-waisted hot pants today. Despite being in her forties, Mom still had the body of a 20-year-old, probably because she only had me. She exuded the charm of a mature lady. That was probably why Bryan screwed her. “I need a word with you, Carys,” Mom uttered out of the blue. I was still shell-shocked by it all. She took a glance at Bryan. “I’m pregnant.” I dropped my plate with a plop. Getting down to the floor, I immediately picked up the broken shards while my mind replayed what Mom had just said.

Her eyes look swollen. "Mother, what are you doing here?" I shouted once again. Hearing my higher tone, the woman turned towards me. She squinted her eyes. "Who are you?" she asked as if she does not recognize me. "What do you mean? I am Celine Young. Why are you here? Why are you crying?" "Are you kidding me? Don't fool me!" Mom does not believe that I am Celine Young. This is so weird. It seems, tonight everything feels strange.

There is only a truly happiness. Yeah, she's to be just the way she is. When the afternoon comes, all the tiredness is apart from Lucrecia's shoulders. When she picks up her son from her parent's house. "Mommy!" Xavier shouts releasing himself from his grandma's arms and move for hugging his Mom, Lucrecia. "Ouh... My little hero, are you ready to back home?" Lucrecia asks excitedly to her son. "Hum, but later, we'll buy grilled sausages, okay?" She nods off at once for her son's request.

"I will throw this into the waste bin and then get you a new pair of Hills" "Whatever" Mrs Star responded with an eye roll. Just then the mansion front door opened with a loud bang. "Mommy" a tiny voice Echo round the mansion. " my baby" Mrs Star cried. An young elegant lady smile walking towards her mother seated on her favorite chair . "Mommy" Betty a young lady in an early 20s Cried Out as she worked head high majestically towards her mother. "my baby come here" "mommy" Betty cried and ran into her mother's arm.