His sainted mother needed him. Big surprise! The message didn’t say what for. It didn’t say “sainted,” either, but Susan read that into it. “Walter, this is your mother. I need you.” That was all. Not even “please call,” but that was implied, too. Of course you need him, dear. You’re 85 and alone. You need Walter and six more like him. Susan smiled. Yes, seven Walters should be enough to meet any woman’s needs. Still smiling, she pressed delete. She would tell Walter to call his mother, as she told him almost every day. The need would be implied.
I wrote this story for the 100 Word Challenge #335 at Velvet Verbosity.
Mothers never forget you were the baby they gave birth to – and given the chance, they will treat you like that “child” you were until the day they pass over to the big day care center in the sky.
Clearly he needs to put in a mother-in-law apartment.
Nice piece, thanks for joining the 100 word challenge this week! Was it a fun exercise for you?
Yes, this was a fun exercise! Thank you for creating the 100 word challenges.
I feel sorry for older people, all alone. But she shouldn’t expect her son to be there every day. He does have to grow up eventually
Sounds like Walter is still hanging onto his mom’s apron strings. It’s a good think my MIL lives 14 hours away.
I get the feeling that once Sainted Mum has passed to the Great Beyond, she’ll expect that her dear son will call her daily via the Ouija board.
I can see no good coming of this, lol – I’ve got a mother in law whose messages I would rather erase, not that I ever did (as far as anyone knows). Good thing she just calls his cell phone now, we no longer have a house phone!
That’s a good point about cell phones. People any younger than I imagine this couple to be would probably only have cell phones, and even they might. Of course, I could make it historical fiction!