I give her a confused look. "What?" I ask her, we're not going shopping? "Then what are we doing?" I ask. I honestly thought we were going to be going shopping. I did not come prepared at all as this was sort of sat minute kind of thing and I have no money so perhaps it's better that we are going shopping.
"I just said that so your fiancée would not send some of his bodyguards, though I do think they will be following us somehow and never tear their eyes off you" She tells me and I realize that she is right. Alexander is the type that would do that and after being shot he's going to have security measures that are beyond anything.
"And that is why we're going to ditch them" My mom then says and I look at her with widened eyes and a confused look. She has something planned and I want to know what it is. "So, you're not going to tell me where we're going?" I ask her and she shakes her head.
"That would ruin the surprise" She then adds as she laughs. I roll my eyes but I still hold her hand as I look outside the window to try to see where we are going. But, I think I've figured out that we're not going right away to the destination as she said that were trying to ditch whatever people Alexander sent.
"Mom?" I ask after a moment or two. She looks at me and nods. "Yes?" She asks me. "What did you think about my novel?" I ask her. It might not have been finished but there were a couple of parts that I did not like and wanted to be different.
She smiles at me sweetly. "It was beautifully written, brought tears in my eyes at some points. Have you come out with a name yet?" She asks me. I shake my head. She noticed that the novel that I'm writing doesn't have a title yet, I had thought about a couple of things that would be a title for it but none of it was right.
"It's harder to find a name on the novel than it is writing it" I tell her and she laughs a bit. "I'm sure you will figure it out soon" She tells me. "Reading it made me feel like I was much closer to you" She whispers to me as she holds my hand tighter and I allow her as I move closer to her and lean my head on her shoulder.
"I even read it a couple of times to you. Hoping that it would maybe wake you to hear the things that once were in your mind" She says to me. I feel the tears in my eyes but I don't allow them to fall down as I hold her hand in mine. "I can't be sure if I did hear it or not but if I did, I know that it would've been guided by the words and by the sound of your voice" I speak.
Perhaps I did hear or perhaps I did not but I can't remember a thing that happened when I was asleep, perhaps nothing happened to me but perhaps something did. I lean towards something did happen because I do have these feelings inside me about certain things without knowing where those feelings came from.
"Now, where are we going?" I ask her with a smile on my face. She rolls her eyes and smirks at me. "You're going to have to find out" My mom tells me and I playfully frown at her as I really want to know where we are going. Even after a year one thing hasn't changed and that is my mom always with her surprises.
She always does this, makes me wait for it to happen and she likes to see me anxiously waiting to see where we are going. "That's annoying" I say to myself but she only laughs at me and my words while I only frown but only a small one as the smile is also trying to break through.
"If I had a dollar for every time you'd ask me where we are going and including your childhood then I'd be a millionaire" She says and laughs. I roll my eyes. "You are a millionaire" I remind her as I look at her with raised eyebrows and she laughs. "Yeah but I'll have more millions. To give to charity of course" She says and I smile at her. "But, I can tell you one thing, you're going to love this place" My mom says after a couple of seconds have passed. I laugh. I could love everything that mom would give me and take me to.
"You only making me hate this wait" I say. I have not a clue where we are going but I can't wait until we are there. However, spending time with my mom, even when we're in the car means everything to me and I know it means everything to her too. Not once do our hands let go and while others might it it strange that I'm holding the hands of my mother but given everything that happened and how she has suffered for over a year and I can't allow her to suffer any longer and holding her hand might ease her suffering then I will gladly do it.
I also need this, I need to feel like this is real as I've been in a coma and I fear that I might still be in a coma. "The wait is actually not that bad, with the right company the wait can be quite fun" She tells me and I nod, agreeing with her. She is right. And it was as if she heard my thoughts when she had said that. "Well, you won't have to wait too long since we're here" She then announces and I smile as I turn to look outside the window to see where we are and once my eyes land on it, my jaw drops open.