They Say That ALL Beauty Must Die.

Mom & I were making out way down to the grocery shop. There wasn't too much traffic.. probably because it was still early. I waited for my mom to talk and it was really getting quiet in the car. Before I could pull out my earphones and plug them in, my mom turned on the radio and "For Whom The Bell Tolls" by Metallica started playing. I smiled. I thought she wouldn't notice, but I guess she did, so she turned it up much, much louder. We sang along and laughed on our way to the shop. I was playing my "air-guitar" and just right in the middle of the solo, my mom shuts off the engine, and turns off the radio! I looked at her with a questioning look and she had that look of madness on her face. I started to soften up my face. I thought I got her mad, I was gonna apologize. I just about opened my mouth, but my mother beat me to it. She started laughing. A lot. I lightly punched her arm and said "How dare you?" and all she did was laugh some more. I'm glad it was a weekend. I love days like this, especially when I get to spend them with my mom.
"Come on, let's go" she said nearly in tears and she opened her car door. I got out of the car and shut the door behind me. I waited there for my mom as she was fiddling through her purse to look for her cigarettes. I sighed and just went up to her and dug into the bag and pulled them out. She had that "WTF" look on her face, so I told her,
"You always keep them on the side pocket."
She giggled and just took them from my hand and lit it up. She finished it and we made our way into the store. We walked around the shop, getting the usuals.. Bread, milk, eggs, flour, sugar, etc. We were just about finished with out shopping until my mom ran into her "old friend". She stopped and talked to her for probably half an hour now. I said to her,
"Mom, I wanna go home."
She giggled, bid her friend farewell and we walked off to go check out the groceries.

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