The boy with the mohawk, tattoos, safety pin in his ear
called yesterday from his cousin's cellphone. He's stuck in Nebraska, no ticket
home.
He's called a few times, so I know he's desperate to get
back where he belongs. Usually, I get a quick message on Facebook. “Hi, mom. I’m
still alive!” When he calls, he knows I can hear the homesickness in his voice.
I'm no rookie. This is a tactic to get money.
In my mind, he’ll appreciate being home much more if he has
to work a little harder to get here.
It's a tough call.
That is a though call. Although, Nebraska?!? Being marooned anywhere in the midwest is its own kind of perdition.
ReplyDeleteAll the more incentive for him to find a bus ticket...
DeleteA tough call indeed. I suspect, I'd be tapping into internet banking even while knowing it was the wrong thing to do.
ReplyDeleteHe's had me tap it before. This time, it's all on him.
Deletei think you pretty much summed up motherhood in 100 words. it sounds both lovely and heart-wrenching. and terrifying!
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