You open the front door to your house and step inside. A voice calls out to you from the kitchen "Sweetie is that you?."
"Yes mom."
"Did something happen? You're home a little early."
"Yeah, the movie we all went to see was terrible so we left early." Your mother steps out of the kitchen with a quizzical look on her face.
"And why did they want you to bring your camera, they didn't want you to record it did they?"
"No, they didn't want me to record it. Trendy was thinking about buying one and he wanted to take a look at mine."
"Alright, alright, you can't blame me for being suspicious. Now come here." You roll your eyes and embrace your mother in a hug.
"I love you, I know its been hard since your father..."
"Mom, it's fine"
"I know its just, I think that I don't tell you enough how much I love you."
"It's ok mom, I love you to." they hold their embrace for awhile. You glance toward the clock on the wall which read 8:30pm. "Well, all that running around has me beat, I think I'm going to hit the sack early."
"Oh, alright" she releases you from her grasp. "I guess I'll see you in the morning."
"Ok, goodnight mom."
"goodnight..."
As you head up the stairs, a smile crosses your mother's mouth, and a smug grin crosses yours. So much love, you thought, enough to feed dozens.