You see my cautious nature concerning the stone, also extended into how I treated girls. Today, in my life, in my school, things are different than the life my mother knew growing up. She must have been a little disappointed that I wasn't more active, bringing home girls, going out, experiencing life and fun.
Sighing quietly to herself she stared out and across at the bathroom, the door slightly ajar and the wishing stone in hand. My mother shouted in my direction, "John why don't you ask Karyn out?"
With the water running, I hadn't heard her clearly, "What was that!" I shouted back.
Mum got up and went to the bathroom door, "I said why don't you take Karyn out on a date sometime?" It was a conversation we'd had before, one which I always backed out of, never comfortable talking to my mother about any kind of love life.
"Mother, Karyn and I are just friends!" I shouted, sure it might have been nice to take things that step further, especially with Karyn's newly acquired assets, but again I was backing out of the conversation.
" You know in my day high school boys were always asking high school girls out on dates." This coming from my mother the most popular girl in school in her time.
"Yeah well that's not me, things are different now mom!" I said rinsing shampoo through my hair and feeling very uncomfortable talking with mum through the bathroom door as it was.
Next came the big one, "Oh John." Mom sighed through the crack in the door, "I wish
