You walk towards your mom, still sitting on the living room sofa across the dining table. Her constant cheer to the television made you wonder what's behind her change of taste in music, from a fan of classics to this korean pop songs. If its Angie in mom again then you'll prepare for another debate session begin.
"Uh mom, what's with the korean music?" you asked, wondering if its Angie in there again
"Uhhh Jake..." she turned at the door, "This might sound crazy but I had a blackout when checking on Frankie's pulse..." Your mom looked at you, eye to eye. You're about to respond but she interjected, saying how surprised when she found out that she 'blacked-out' till today. She then saying how energized she was, with those wide smile and constant feeling of delight on her face. "And then I wake up, feeling like another person, I feel like a teen again, crazying over music and stuff like that." She gazed excited, which you could tell from her now joyous mousy face. It was last year you ever seen mom with full excitement, before the divorce to be exact and it was a wonder for the family. She maybe not the loudest and expressive person ever but when it comes to calm and positivity, she's the most consistent from the many people you knew.
"I think you got tired yesterday mom..." you alibied, saying that she's too tired according to the doctors. "For the music craze, they don't know for sure, but I'm glad you're back mom." Mom thanked you and gave you hug. A warm hug indeed by your loving and sexy mom. Can't lie when your chest is pressing her rounded and squishy hooters you always held your fantasies and dick down. Unlike other women she's really into classic type of music, said it helped her to get masters degree early.
Feeling highly energetic she pulled you up to jog with her, apparently her attire wasn't just to show of how still endowed her body is even at her 40s (skinny, and voluptuous), which what Angie would've brag about. The albums also showed that besides a hottie, she's also proven smart and brings joy to others. Many would dream to be partnered or parented to her, or even be her. "Oh mom, could we do this in the afternoon?" you muttered but she continue to pull you up, "Oh Jake, I'm just worry about what's next for you. With those late night gaming of yours, you haven't ace many subjects at school." Her dainty fingers touch your arm, her gesture moved downward as she said about your the possibility of your habit getting worse and later steamrolling the good chances in life. No way this is Angie, the genuine soft and no-bullshit lecture could only come from your mom