He walked down the corridor to the room at the end. The door was shut and he softly knocked on it. A distant voice answered, “Just a minute.” Apartment 9 was where his Mother lived. He hadn’t seen her for almost a year as his job had sent him out of state. She didn’t know it was him at the door.
She opened the door with the chain on still and was about to ask who it was when she let out a scream. “Johnny! You’re home!” She shut the door, ripped off the chain and flung open the door. “Why didn’t you call, I would have had dinner ready for you.”
“No Mom, tomorrow is Mother’s Day so I am home to take you out to dinner.”
“You have always been so good to me Johnny. Come in and sit down. How have you been?”
“Wait a minute. We have reservations for 6 o’clock so you need to grab your coat and purse and come with me.”
“Oh, I need to change. I am not dressed for going out.”
“Mom, you look as beautiful as always.”
I hope all you Moms, want to be Moms, and Dad’s who are Moms too, have a wonderful Mother’s Day tomorrow. And a special wish to those without their Moms or children… know this is still a special day of remembrance. HAPPY Mother’s Day!
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – corridor