126. Dear Randy

"What's this, Mom?" Randy asked as he looked at the photos in his hand one by one.

That day, in an office building, Randy Walters appeared puzzled. Having just finished his work, he was suddenly presented with several photos of women to look at and consider.

"These are photos, Randy. Why are you asking like it's something unusual?"

Randy immediately looked up. He took a deep breath, trying to remain patient, hoping not to be provoked by what his mother had just said.

"Randy knows that these are photos. What I mean is, why did you give me so many photos, Mom?"

"Well, it's for you to choose. There are four photos of women that I've selected as potential daughters-in-law. Please choose the one that suits your taste."

"Mom..." Randy interrupted, placing all the photos on the table, a difficult-to-interpret expression on his face. "We've discussed this so many tim