Chapter Three

"Mom? Can we talk?" Spinner asked faintly, walking into the kitchen where his mother stood tired and weak, making coffee for herself.

It was the night after the carnival, and Spinner had just finished his homework. But he became confused, more terrified. He wanted to ask his mother something he always wondered, but never knew the right time to say it.

His mother nodded, and sat down with a cup of coffee in her hand at the kitchen table. "Sure. What is it, sweetie?" His mother asked sweetly, As Spinner took a seat across from her.

"How do you do it?" Spinner asked, nervously. Fiddling his fingers.

"Do what?"

"How do you do what you been doing for the past thirty some years?" He asked, looking down on the table.

"Being a mother?" His mother chuckled. "I've been asking myself everyday how I put up with doing what I do. I cook, I clean, and I help you and Kendra with their homework. I guess, being a mother was what God wanted me to do."

"Mom? Do you understand where I'm getting at?" Spinner asked, wondering if she could help or maybe comfort his problem. But she couldn't see what he meant.

"No, I guess for once, I don't see what's going on in that wacky mind of yours." She giggled, brushing her fingers through his spikey blonde hair.

"I'm scared." He answered, pulling her hand away.

"Scared of what?"

"I'm scared of Graduating, I'm scared of being a so called Family man. What if I don't succeed? What if it's time to pay taxes and I don't have a clue what I'm doing? What am I suppose to do? I'm scared of getting older; I want to be a kid! A teenager! Ya' know, I like being allowed to do teenager stuff without being told that I need to grow up and start reading the Wall Street Journal and carry a brief care instead of a book bag!" Spinner's eyes started to tear up. "Weren't you ever scared of growing up?" He then asked his mother.

"Gavin, I was scared at first, I was scared of what I wanted my profession to be, if I was going to be good at it, or what ever. But sweetie, I learned from experience that there is nothing you should be afraid of. You'll make it through, that's what school is for, to teach mathematics to help you do you taxes; you have family studies to help you be the family man or woman. It's all step-by-step direction. Gavin, I love you very much, I'm not going to sit here and let you be scared, and I'll help you get through whatever problem you need. In view of the fact that, I am your mother."

Spinner smiled, removing a small tear following down his cheek. "I love you, mom." Spinner said, then gave his mother a kiss on the cheek and went to bed.

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Chapter Consumer! I'm sorry that it was short.. but it was sappy but sweet!

Warning: I do understand that people have been giving the impression that this is just a sweet little humorish, happy story. But it's just the foundation of the story. These will turn more over...