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TWENTY EIGHT
“I will forgive you this time. Just don’t repeat it.”
“Mistake? What mistake are you talking about, mom?”
I should’ve known better than to come home tonight. It’s almost twelve and I come home to mom waiting for me in the living room. It’s been a long night and I just hope to come home to a peaceful house. I guess it was too much to ask. I sighed and flop down onto the couch.
“You were too much.” I said, referring to the dinner earlier.
I heard mom scoffed, “that bartender really did something to you, huh?”
“I didn’t see anything wrong with liking her.”
Mom’s face screams disapproval. She snorted, “that impolite bartend-”
“Mom, her name is Rosie. And no, she is polite. She greeted you, remember? It was you who ignore her!” I cut her off.
I realized I just raised my voice, for the second time tonight. Mom looked at me in disbelief. Her eyes flashed with anger, but she decided to stay calm. “You are not the Alex I know. A
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