I thought my son’s girlfriend was joking when she said he had to pay her for meals. Then Ethan reached into a kitchen drawer and pulled out a folded paper. Her smile disappeared. “Don’t you dare show her that!” What was she so afraid I’d see?
My son had been living with his girlfriend for two months before he finally invited me over.
I brought his favorite apple pie.
But when I opened their refrigerator, I found two eggs, half a carton of milk, and almost nothing else.
His girlfriend, Vanessa, smiled.
“His salary’s already gone. Until he can pay me per meal again, the kitchen’s closed!”
I stared at her.
Then my son opened a kitchen drawer and pulled out a folded sheet of paper.
“Don’t you dare show her that!” Vanessa shouted.
I had never heard her sound so frightened.
And I had no idea what my son was about to reveal.
Ethan was 27 when he moved in with Vanessa.
He had a good job, paid his bills, and had always been careful with money.
When he told me they were getting an apartment together, I congratulated him.
I missed him, of course.
But I didn’t want to become the mother who appeared uninvited or questioned every decision.
So I waited.
When Ethan finally called, he sounded unusually serious.
“Saturday at three, Mom. Can you come?”
“Of course. Should I bring anything?”
“Your apple pie?”
I laughed. “You didn’t even have to ask.”
Their apartment was small but cheerful.
There were flowers by the window, matching cushions on the couch, and photographs of the happy couple.
Vanessa greeted me with a hug.
“It’s so nice to finally meet you, Helen!”
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