Chapter Twenty

“Pearl hand me my phone.” I request my son who is so busy playing a game in my phone.

“Nope I won’t until you say please.”

“Why should I say please and it’s my phone?”

He shrugs as he continues playing on the phone. “You always say that we should be polite while asking for something and always say, please, thank you, sorry and excuse me, whenever it needs to be said.” He is using my words against me.

“Pearl, may you hand me my phone please.” I say with all the sarcasm I can gather.

“Sorry mom I’m using it and it’s about to go off.”

“Hand me over am giving it back right now.”

“Nope, that was not the deal, you said that I hand you over the remote so that you can watch your show while I play with your phone. A deal is a deal momma and you must keep it.” Someone help me kill this kid.

“Aargh fine.”

“Oooh and Miles texted a while before saying he is coming over.”

“How long ago is that while ago?”

“When you just handed me the phone.” he says and continues playing.

“You are the worst Pearl.”