Kristy once again called her mother and see if she was available to spend some time with her.
"Hi, Kristy."
"Hi, Mom. May I ask you something?" Kristy asked.
"What's your question?"
"Would you like to be interested in what ideas that I have for a new business. What do you think?"
"I like it. Of course I'd be interested in hearing on what ideas you have in mind," her mother replied.
"Can we do it today?"
"Sure. Where do you want to meet?"
"Just come over to my house whenever you're ready, Mom. I'll have my notes ready."
"I'll be there shortly."
That was the conversation between Kristy and her mother. Let's wait and see what ideas her mother likes.
So her mother arrived less than twenty minutes. Her mother is now a widow since Kristy's stepfather died about almost five years ago. Kristy decided to wait for her to arrive but outside, since today was supposed to be a nice day. When she arrived on the driveway, she turned the ignition off and locked the door of the car.
"Hi, Mom. Come on in," Kristy greeted her with a hug.
"I can do that myself," she said.
"Not this time, Mom."
They both walked inside. Kristy does her best to be organized. This was something Kristy promised herself once she opens up her new business.
"Do you want to sit in the kitchen or stay here in the living room?" asked Kristy.
"Here is fine, dear," was the answer.
"Do you want anything to drink?"
"I'm fine, thanks, Kristy."
"Okay. I'll just help myself to some water, then. I'll go get my papers as well."
She'd left the papers on the desk in her office. She went to the office first, and then help herself to that glass of water. She poured a glass for her mother anyway. She had her papers in her right arm as well.
"Here you go, Mom. I thought it was a good idea to bring two glasses of water."
"Thank you, honey."
Kristy handed her a glass. Kristy had about five pages of ideas. She's always looking for ideas.
"Let's see what you have. You've been busy with ideas."
"I know, Mom. I'm full of them."
"I can tell. What do you want me to help?"
"I'd like to see what ideas you like the best."
"Has Claudia looked at this yet?"
"Not yet, but she will," answered Kristy.
"At least the Baby – sitters Club was a good idea to start. You're a fantastic businesswoman. Your father would have been proud."
"You really think so?"
"Yes, sweetheart."
"I never thought Dad would be happy for me."
"I never talk with your father anymore. Maybe he died or something like that."
"I really never think about Dad much anymore."
"I understand. What do you want me to look at, Kristy?"
"These ideas I have. Do you want me to grab a pen so you can pick out the ones you like?" Kristy asked after she put her glass down.
"That works. I'll just underline what I like. How does that sound?"
"That's a good idea, Mom. I'll go get one."
Kristy grabbed a pen and then to her.
"Thank you, Kristy."
So she looked at the first page of ideas. Her mother underlined on having her own resturant. She also underlined a sporting goods store, day care for preschool and kindergarten and many more.
"What about the bowling alley idea, Mom?"
"I do like it, but I happen to think it's a lot of work. I think the daycare is best because the Baby – sitters Club was a hit."
"Of course it was. I kind miss it. Those clients I had then could've received a promotion or whatever. They sure were good clients," Kristy said with a smile.
"I'll also show these ideas to Bart and Claudia and they could tell me what they like best. Who knows? Maybe they'll agree with my own mother."
"I've already thought of that myself. Listen, Kristy, I better leave now. I have to run a few errands."
"All right."
Both glasses of water were now empty.
"Do you want me to walk you to your car, Mom?"
"No, thank you. I will see you again," her mother answered.
"I'll let you know what they say. I enjoyed your company," Kristy said.
After she said that, she hugged her mother and walked back to the living room.
