My Mom is My Girlfriend, by Maria Tonu

“Hello Dear.

Maybe I will want to come back to You in 3 or 6 months or even a year or more.
Please try to understand and can I ask You one favor? Can we stay in contact, I will text You, maybe twice a week? I want to stay on friendly terms with You, it actually means a lot to me!! Again, please try to accept what I’m saying! You are  very nice person!

The only promise I can make right now is, we can be friends for life!”
 

Why?

My mom is 88. She is my girlfriend.

From: Friday Flash Fiction


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