Author's Note: So I totally wrote this really fluffy one for Mother's Day. Hope all you mothers out there had a great one! Thanks for reading!
A Day
"Mami let me take you out for Mother's Day," her daughter said to her one afternoon.
She had been sitting at the kitchen table going over some of the bills and paperwork from the garage, wearing her lazy around the house clothes, a pair of black sweat-shorts and an old t-shirt. Her dark hair was bundled on top of her head. She looked up from the file she was studying, wiggling her pen between her fingers as she regarded the teenager in the doorway.
"Are you serious? What the hell are we going to do?" Letty couldn't remember a time that her daughter had ever wanted to do 'Mother-daughter' shit with her. It seemed a little odd she'd suddenly want to, now that she was 17.
"Oh you know, I thought pedicures and brunch, then maybe some shopping," the girl deadpanned, and then laughed at the expression on her mother's face. "Come on, Mami. I swear you'll have fun. Just trust me."
Letty frowned a little, and then shrugged her shoulders. "Sure, but you know we always have that barbeque at Aunt Mia's place."
"We'll be back in time." She grinned, a secret, delighted sort of smile. "This is going to be great!" Then she disappeared up the stairs to her room.
Letty stared after her suspiciously, and then turned back to her work. That girl was up to something.
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She'd nearly forgotten about it a week later when the holiday had actually rolled around. But her daughter hadn't and she poked her head into the kitchen at 9 am, where her mother was lingering over the newspaper with a bagel and some coffee.
"Don't forget we're going out," the teen said with a grin. "Be ready by 10."
Before Letty could question her, the girl ducked back out of the kitchen and hurried upstairs. She frowned, wondering where on Earth Dom had disappeared to before she went up to her room to shower and dress.
It was a quarter to 10 when she came down the stairs to find her daughter waiting impatiently for her. "Oh good," she grinned. "Ready to go?"
"Where are we going?" Letty asked, following her out to the driveway.
"It's a surprise," the girl replied, unlocking her car. "So I'm driving."
Sighing, Letty slid into the passenger side. "Didn't your father tell you I hate surprises?"
"He said you liked to say you hate surprises but you actually really like them. And he said that my surprise was awesome and you're going to love it."
"He said that did he?" Letty inquired, smirking out the window.
"Mmm hmmm. Just sit back and relax Mami. This is going to be the best Mother's Day ever."
After a while Letty gave up on trying to figure it out, and relaxed back in her seat, watching the familiar scenery out the window. She reached over to change the radio station, and was pleasantly surprised when her daughter didn't even protest. She could get used to this Mother's Day treatment.
It wasn't long before they were taking an exit off the highway that had her eyes widening. "We're going to the races?"
Her daughter only grinned at her as she drove on. But they soon pulled into the parking lot for one of the larger racetracks in southern California. Letty knew that they weren't having any big races today, probably just some early heats or practice, but she didn't care. It had been a long time since she'd been to a race. Dom's record from the hijackings on was cleared, but he still was banned from the tracks. He could go to privately owned tracks and drive, or watch amateur races, but nothing like this. It never felt right to go without him, and so she hadn't been.
She had a brief moment of regret that he couldn't be here with her, but then she realized that was why they were going today. It was a special event, just for her and her daughter. Dom wouldn't mind missing it because he thought it was important that the two of them had their time together. In fact, this had probably been all his idea.
They parked and walked towards the entrance, her daughter handing over their tickets. It wasn't crowded on a day like today, too many families out doing much more traditional Mother's Day things. But to Letty this was the perfect way to celebrate. They stood in line for nachos and beer (well a coke for the underaged one), swapped car and racer specs as they settled in their seats, and rooted for their favorites during the various heats.
They wandered down close to observe the pit crews and shout questions at the men working, who grinned and invited them over. The nice thing about being a girl who knew about cars, guys were always more than eager to show off their rides.
On the way back to the car in the mid-afternoon they laughed about their adventures, Letty pleased that the pit crew had mistaken them for sisters, her daughter vaguely disgusted that the men had hit on her mom. Letty put her arm around her daughter, who leaned into her with a smile.
"I love you Mami. Happy Mother's Day."
"I love you too, mija. And you're right. I did love it. The best part was I got to share it all with you."