Frankie Visits Mother on Mother’s Day
“Hi Anna,” said Frankie.
“Hi Frankie,” said Anna, walking quickly by his table. “I am swamped today. I will talk to you when I get home.”
“That is okay,” said Frankie, getting up to leave. “I understand.”
“Wait,” said Anna. “I have a break in about ten minutes.”
“Okay,” said Frankie, sitting back down. ” I can wait for you.”
“Perfect,” said Anna, giving Frankie a quick kiss.
Anna sat down at Frankie’s table with two cups of coffee about ten minutes later. Frankie could tell she was exhausted.
“We should go away for the weekend,” said Frankie. “It looks to me like you could use a rest.”
Frankie knew that Anna was a hard worker and he felt bad about that. Ever since he and Anna met, he had been looking for work. However, he has only been able to find the odd job here and there. Nobody wants to hire a monster. He hopes to marry Anna someday and take care of her but he wants to be the one working.
“I’m afraid I can’t go away this weekend,” said Anna. “It is Mother’s Day this weekend and the diner is going to be packed.”
“Okay,” said Frankie. “I understand.”
“Are you not going to visit with your mother this weekend?” asked Anna.
“I actually haven’t seen my mother in years,” said Frankie. “She disowned me when I turned into a monster.”
“I don’t want to pry, “said Anna. “But, don’t you think you should try to forgive her. I bet she was frightened when she found out you had turned into a monster.”
“I suppose you are right,” said Frankie. “I should forgive her. After all, she is my mother.”
Frankie visited his mother on Mother’s Day and it was the best thing he could have done.
“Oh my!” his mother cried when she saw him standing at the door. “Is that you, Frankie?”
“Yes Mother,” said Frankie. “It is.”
“I have hoped and prayed that you would return,” said Mother. “My prayers have all been answered.”
“Mama!” cried Frankie, giving her a big hug and kiss. “I should have come sooner. I am sorry. I just didn’t know if you wanted to see me any more.”
“Frankie,” said Mother. “The day you showed up looking like a monster, I didn’t handle that very well at all. I was frightened and scared. I said things to you that I should never ever have said. I have regretted those words ever since.”
“I do understand,” said Frankie. “I don’t blame you one bit.”
“I am glad to hear that,” said Mother. “However, it really was no excuse. It isn’t like I haven’t seen it before.”
“What did you just say?” asked Frankie.
“It is time you hear the truth,” said Mother. “Frankie, your father was also a monster. We knew there was a 50/50 chance that you would be a monster as well. I didn’t want this for you. That was the reason I was so frightened. I hoped you would have taken after me. I couldn’t bear the thought of my precious son being a monster.”
“I can see what a shock that would have been,” said Frankie.
“One day you were my handsome boy,” cried Mother. “And the next…”
“An ugly monster,” said Frankie, finishing his mother’s sentence for her.
“Can we just move forward?” asked Mother. “Can we just forget the past and get to know each other all over again.”
“Yes,” said Frankie. “I think that is a good idea. Happy Mother’s Day, Mama!”
“This is the best Mother’s Day gift I could ever have gotten,” cried Mother. “Thank you, Frankie!”
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