(Rachael)"Mom, you're home!" shouts my son Cole, who came running down the stairs after I called for him. I laughed as he launched himself at me, hoping to get a hug that I awkwardly gave him since my hands were full. "I brought pizza, is that ok?" I asked him, and he happily nodded his head. "As much as I ate already, I can't pass on pizza," he replied, which was true. He has an obsession with pizza, and I'm not joking. something I knew he got from me since I'm the same. After we got to the dining room, I placed the pizza on the table and sat down. Then we started eating. I invited Mariah for some as well, so now she was sitting with us. "How was work? Is Mr. King still being grumpy?" Mariah asked, making me groan. I often vent my frustrations to her, letting her know how much I hated my job. Mariah reminded me of my mother in a good way. They are close in age, which is forty-seven. my mom had me when she was twenty. "He's getting worse, I can't concentrate without having to he
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