He nodded and stepped inside, fidgeting with the hem of his hoodie. “I just… wanted to say thank you again for the car.
I know how much you did to make this happen.”
I smiled and held out my arms.
“Come here.”
He crossed the room and hugged me tightly.
“You deserve it, sweetie,” I said. “You’ve grown into an amazing young man.
I wanted you to have something that reflects that.”
He pulled back and looked at me. “I love it.
And I love you.
Even when you roast people, my mother, in front of the whole family!”
I laughed. “She had it coming!”
He grinned. “You’re kind of savage, you know that?”
“Only when provoked.”
He stood up, rubbing his eyes.
“I’m gonna go pass out.
I’ve never driven that much in one day.”
“Sleep well,” I said. “Happy birthday, Alex.”
“Thanks, Mom,” he said softly before closing the door behind him.
And just like that, the noise of the day faded away, leaving behind a quiet kind of peace I hadn’t felt in years.
Lisa hasn’t spoken to me since, and honestly?
It’s been wonderful. I’ve never had peace that was this quiet.
Source: amomama
