Chapter 6 - Motherly Love
"So..." Janet had no idea what to do.
"So..." Neither did Jake. "I should've gone with Dad."
"What's wrong with me?" Janet put her hands on her hips.
"Nothing." He paused. "You're boring!"
Janet got red, quickly. Her voice got squeaky. "How come I'm boring? You're doing the exact same thing as me, so, technically, you're boring, too!" She put her fingers through her hair.
They sat in silence for a few minutes.
"Jacob?"
"Yeah?"
"What am I gonna do with you?" She shook her head slowly.
"Ma?"
"What?"
"I'm sorry. You're not boring. I'm just not interested in what you're interested in. Men don't like flowers."
"Oh, so you're a man now?"
"Yeah. It's my birthday and I'm a year older. Besides, I would just rather spend the day helping out Dad. That way I could learn new dishes to cook and maybe if there are any nice lookin' girls at the party Dad is catering..."
"I know what's coming. Just, don't get an annoying fourteen year old like I have." She paused... "Man, you are just like your father." She smiled. Jake smiled.
"Hey Ma..."
"What now?" she said, playfully.
"You do believe me when I say I'm sorry, right?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Just wondering..."
They sat in silence for a few minutes, again. Then the phone rang.
"Thank God!" said Jake. He ran to the phone and picked it up. "Yello?"
"Hey, kid." It was Dad. "I'm gonna need another person or two to help me. You know how to cook, right?"
"From the best!"
Jack chuckled. "Uh..." In the background, there was a man speaking in Spanglish. That's what Jake called it. It had to be Felipe.
"Yeah, Felipe..." ::Spanglish:: "Yeah, I know..." ::Spanglish:: "OK, Felipe! Listen, Jake, tell your Mom for me that she can come too. See ya soon!"
"Bye!" He hung up the phone.
"So..." Janet had no idea what to do.
"So..." Neither did Jake. "I should've gone with Dad."
"What's wrong with me?" Janet put her hands on her hips.
"Nothing." He paused. "You're boring!"
Janet got red, quickly. Her voice got squeaky. "How come I'm boring? You're doing the exact same thing as me, so, technically, you're boring, too!" She put her fingers through her hair.
They sat in silence for a few minutes.
"Jacob?"
"Yeah?"
"What am I gonna do with you?" She shook her head slowly.
"Ma?"
"What?"
"I'm sorry. You're not boring. I'm just not interested in what you're interested in. Men don't like flowers."
"Oh, so you're a man now?"
"Yeah. It's my birthday and I'm a year older. Besides, I would just rather spend the day helping out Dad. That way I could learn new dishes to cook and maybe if there are any nice lookin' girls at the party Dad is catering..."
"I know what's coming. Just, don't get an annoying fourteen year old like I have." She paused... "Man, you are just like your father." She smiled. Jake smiled.
"Hey Ma..."
"What now?" she said, playfully.
"You do believe me when I say I'm sorry, right?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Just wondering..."
They sat in silence for a few minutes, again. Then the phone rang.
"Thank God!" said Jake. He ran to the phone and picked it up. "Yello?"
"Hey, kid." It was Dad. "I'm gonna need another person or two to help me. You know how to cook, right?"
"From the best!"
Jack chuckled. "Uh..." In the background, there was a man speaking in Spanglish. That's what Jake called it. It had to be Felipe.
"Yeah, Felipe..." ::Spanglish:: "Yeah, I know..." ::Spanglish:: "OK, Felipe! Listen, Jake, tell your Mom for me that she can come too. See ya soon!"
"Bye!" He hung up the phone.