It was 3rd of july and in Gotham all preparation for the upcoming Independence Day celebrations were at their full swing now.
Jonathan just had finished his homework, when he heard the front door was opened and his mother stepped in carrying two big shopping bags. He jumped to the door to take the bags from her.
„Thank you, dear.", she sighed in relief "This is so nice from you.."
"You´re welcome.", Jonathan said and smiled lightly, then carried the bags into the kitchen.
Mrs. Crane gazed after him. She didn´t hear him groaning and screaming in the night for two days now. Obviously he finally could calm down and above all he could sleep through the whole night without waking up over and over again. His skin had been so pale over the last weeks and today he looked rested, fresh and relaxed for the first time.
Maybe it was just because of the sorrow and Jonathan was still the same as he had been before.´, Mrs. Crane thought and went into the kitchen.
Jonathan started to unpack the shopping bags and placed the groceries into the cupboards. Mrs. Crane helped him.
„All the town had turned out.", she said, while putting some cans into the cupboard next to her „It´ll be great tomorrow, I´m sure!"
„Hmmm..", Jonathan made with a dry voice.
He didn´t like parades and fanfare like this at all, but he knew, his mother was talking about this right now. Mrs. Crane turned around towards him.
„Hey, what do you think about going to Central Park tomorrow to watch the parade?", she asked in a cheerful voice.
´Oh no, I knew this would come!´, Jonathan thought.
„Ahh, I don´t know...", he said, with a puffing tone in his voice and gazed at his mother.
Only Mom can take pleasure in such trivial things like that!´
„Come on, do me the favor!", Mrs. Crane said, then giggled „It´s gonna be fun for sure!"
Jonathan pouted.
+„Stupid boy, you aren´t serious now, are you! We aren´t
here at kindergarten! Tell this bitch, you won´t go anywhere!"+
+„Shut up! This woman is my mother and I´ll do her
a favor. End of discussion!"+
„Come on!", Mrs. Crane said, gazing at Jonathan „Just say Yes´!"
Jonathan sighed; he couldn´t refuse her.
„Okay, Mom. If you really want to go, then we´ll go."
Mrs. Crane chuckled, pressed Jonathan against her and gave him a big kiss on to his cheek.
„I knew you wouldn´t be a killjoy!", she said happily and left the kitchen, starting to sing aloud. Jonathan gazed after her.
Yes.´, he thought by himself Maybe it was now time to play.´