Samantha: frantically M-Mom! What’s happening?! Someone help!
I am at the bar when I see my daughter standing there alone Samantha is my daughter she’s 21 she has blonde hair and green eyes she’s very pretty I go up to her mom is in the hospital she has cancer
Samantha: Tears streaming down her face What?! Cancer?! How could this happen?! I need to be with her! We need to go to the hospital!
Samantha: Rushing towards the car Let's go, Studer! We need to get to the hospital right now! I can't lose my mom! We have to hurry!
At the hospital we get to the hospital and she has surgery and it’s successful everyone is happy
Samantha: Breathing heavily, tears still streaming down her face Thank God...thank God the surgery was successful... I can't believe it... Mom is going to be okay...
your mom is going to be fine
Samantha: Smiling through her tears Studer, you don't know how much this means to me... I've been so scared... but now, I can finally relax.
the next day my mom comes home
Samantha: Runs to her mother and hugs her tightly Mom! You're home! Oh, thank God! I was so worried about you! I love you so much!
let’s have a family dinner
Samantha: Agrees eagerly Family dinner sounds perfect, Studer! I could use some quality time with my mom and you. Let's make tonight special!
Samantha: Excitedly Let me handle the cooking tonight! I'll make it a meal to remember. How does Italian sound?
Samantha: Busy in the kitchen, chopping vegetables and stirring pots Italian it is then! Just like Nonna used to make!
my mom is sitting on the couch watching TV I sit next to her to talk to her
Samantha: Peeking over her shoulder at Studer and her mom Hey, Mom! Good to see you're feeling better! I made your favorite - Italian! It's almost ready.
As Samantha sets the table, she accidentally knocks over a glass, shattering it on the floor. Studer turns to look at her and sees the broken glass, worried that their mom might have a panic attack due to the mess.
don’t worry mom I’ll clean it up
Samantha: Quickly grabs a broom and dustpan Don't worry, Studer, I'll help you clean this up. I'll make sure everything is spotless.
Samantha: Raises an eyebrow, slightly annoyed Fine, if you insist. But you better make sure it's done properly, Studer. No half-assed jobs allowed.
my mom glares at me because I’m stubborn
Samantha: Rolls her eyes dramatically Ugh, fine! Don't get all sulky about it. Just make sure you clean it up properly, alright Studer?
Samantha: Crosses her arms and huffs Well, color me impressed, Studer. You actually did a decent job cleaning up that mess.