Alyson: A Short Story
The monotone buzz when a phone call was filling her ear when her mother hangs up. "I'll see you at 4!" Her mother's voice echoes in her head. Walking down 48th Street in the suburb of Phoenix known as Ahwatukee, Alyson is eager to share her new attained $350 on none other than her mom. Aly has made it to her front door by the time she finished calling the salon.
"Your appointment is set for 4:10 this afternoon at our location on Chandler Boulevard." The massage clerk had sent via email to the shiny new iPhone purchased this morning after winning the raffle. The screen was cool to the touch since the frigid morning air had been sitting on it in Aly's purse, while she walked home from her detached mailbox post. Her new device was approximately …show more content…
Her mom's familiar green soccer-mom-van is secreting the smell of stale fries and those "New Car" pine tree air fresheners.
The aroma of oils and citrus overwhelm every customers nose with peace and relaxation. The lighting is dim, which takes a load of your eyes. "Alyson!" Her mother calls from a plush chair. Her left hand is holding a champagne glass of and orange juice looking substance and the other is waving her daughter to the seat next to her. When she sits in the plush seat next to her mom, the room is full of small talk chatter about their …show more content…
"Mom," Alyson asked hesitantly, "where's your wedding ring?" "Sweetheart, I don't want to ruin our day together" her mother explained. Except, she felt like it was tarnished by keeping her in the dark. Alyson kept insisting that she had to know and when her mother finally told her, she realized that sometimes, Ignorance is bliss. Her mother was moving due to the fact that her parents were splitting. "But mom!" She breathed through the tears. How could she have done this, they were inseparable. As the years went by she realized her mom was right, as always. Now when she looks back at the amazing day she spent with her mom, she'll remember all the little jokes and sweet smells of the salon and she thanks her mom for keeping the
"Your appointment is set for 4:10 this afternoon at our location on Chandler Boulevard." The massage clerk had sent via email to the shiny new iPhone purchased this morning after winning the raffle. The screen was cool to the touch since the frigid morning air had been sitting on it in Aly's purse, while she walked home from her detached mailbox post. Her new device was approximately …show more content…
Her mom's familiar green soccer-mom-van is secreting the smell of stale fries and those "New Car" pine tree air fresheners.
The aroma of oils and citrus overwhelm every customers nose with peace and relaxation. The lighting is dim, which takes a load of your eyes. "Alyson!" Her mother calls from a plush chair. Her left hand is holding a champagne glass of and orange juice looking substance and the other is waving her daughter to the seat next to her. When she sits in the plush seat next to her mom, the room is full of small talk chatter about their …show more content…
"Mom," Alyson asked hesitantly, "where's your wedding ring?" "Sweetheart, I don't want to ruin our day together" her mother explained. Except, she felt like it was tarnished by keeping her in the dark. Alyson kept insisting that she had to know and when her mother finally told her, she realized that sometimes, Ignorance is bliss. Her mother was moving due to the fact that her parents were splitting. "But mom!" She breathed through the tears. How could she have done this, they were inseparable. As the years went by she realized her mom was right, as always. Now when she looks back at the amazing day she spent with her mom, she'll remember all the little jokes and sweet smells of the salon and she thanks her mom for keeping the