Happy To Have It

For the next stop, I have to ask around for my mom since she's not in her room as she should at this hour. So, I have to get out of the house and run into the greenhouse my mom adores, with all her little flowers.

As soon as she sees me coming in, she smiles.

"Hi, mommy," I say. Instantly, her smile drops and she squints her eyes at me, "Yeah, I want something."

"What is it, Birdie?" she sighs, putting her flower scissors down to give me her uninterrupted attention without me even having to ask for it like I did with my brothers.

"I have a plan that can make all three Garibaldi boys very happy. All of us," I say, she crosses her arms and says nothing as I try to let the words out. It takes me while because I'm nervous, but I tell her anyway. Starting with the fake death, ending with the annual family trip, "There's so many human places you'd love, mom, I want you to see them."

"If I wanted to, I would've already," she says, but she stays quiet about the other part, "I don't lik