Everything I love is either a sin, illegal or expensive.
Elician: What!!You want to use it?
Mom: What do you suggest we do then…donate it?
Elician: Um no mom. But it's not ours, let 's return it.
Mom: Oh sure, where is the guy that gave you the money?
Elician: Hmm, about that 🤔.
( Memories of how he broke Wilson's spirit flashed his head.)
Mom: See, You don't even know him. Do you know something? I was even planning on stealing tomorrow.
Elician: WTF,... I thought you were a christian…. What about all the days you've been dragging my ass to the temple huh? Was it all for nothing?
Mom: You should filter the way you speak so your words can get you into trouble some day my child and as I was saying church is very important especially for people like you.
Elician: People like me?
Mom: Um I mean children like you.
Elician: Mom! Why do you want to steal? You are not a thief are you?
Mom: hmm ...If I told you what I have done you wouldn't believe …
Elician: Oh farts.... What have you done this time mom tell me… please!
Mom: Okay son I will tell you...…
Flashback four hours ago
Mom had been searching the farm for more than hours and couldn't see any dropping of the vegetables.Last time was different she got plenty of food but today she had searched through all the land and didn't get even a leaf on the ground.
She wasn't alone this time, there was someone else around the corner.
Unknown: Hey! miss. Hey I am talking to you.What are you doing here?
( He walks towards her.)
Mom : Oh sorry. what can I do for you please
( She also started drawing close to him)
Unknown: I said what are you doing here?
He placed his hands on her shoulders.
Mom: Urh, let go of me.
Unknown: Sorry miss, but this place is mine.
Mom: Oh, You can touch my shoulders then.
Unknown: That won't be necessary.I am just concerned about your presence here.what do you want in my farm?
Mom: I am just here to pick up some stuff.
Unknown: What stuff?
Mom: I am here for vegetables….The leftovers I mean.
Unknown: Oh so sorry miss I thought you were here to steal something and as you can see I am out of crops right now.All my crops have been plugged.If you want some leftovers go to that Warehouse over there.. it's for my friend you will get some there.
Mom: Oh thank you very much.Mister…
Unknown: Strike Anderson.
Mom: Thank you Strankerdons.( She was busy heading straight to the warehouse not so far from the field.)
Anderson: It's Anderson!.. Strike Anderson okay.
Mom: okay Stictlanderson.
Anderson: Just call me Anderson okay!.
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Mom: I here ye Tricksters....um I mean Mr Anderson.(still moving)
Her walking increased in velocity.
Anderson: Slow down miss,I am not finished yet. Also You didn't tell me your name.
Mom: Sorry my ass, ( she turned around)You can call me MoM.
(Anderson's eyes widened.)
Anderson:. Your name is Mom? Like an actual mother. Mom you mean?
Mom: Yes. That's my name now.
Anderson: You want me to call you mom? Seriously? That is not gonna happen.Who even gave you that name.
Mom: Nobody named me that. It's just that my son calls me mom and everybody I knew started calling me mom all of a sudden even the author calls me mom and I like it so I go by the name Mom actually whether you like it or not.
( The entire time Anderson was busy checking her pretty figure out.)
Anderson: Excuse me, what were you saying?
Mom: never mind, You said you didn't finish with what you were saying.
Anderson: Yeah right, What was I saying again?
Mom: You were talking about the warehouse.
Anderson: oh sure, what I meant to tell you is,the warehouse over there doesn't belong to me it belongs to a friend of mine.So when you get there please be nice and tell him I recommended you. Also remember that whatever you do, don't ever tell him I sent you. It's two different things to send and recommend are not the same, always remember that.
Mom: Okay recommended not sent I get it.
Mom headed straight to the warehouse.
" That sticker guy was so dweeb.He wasted my time for what? Just some boring speech, even the readers are bored."
She instantly barges in the door without any further ideas.
" Wow" She froze after seeing the most amazing thing in the world..People…. wait not them. vegetables a warehouse full of all kinds of vegetables.
There were also some minor problems, they were all staring at her with a surprised look on their faces.
Man: Miss you can't be in here, our master will kill us if she sees you here.
Mom: I am here for a purpose .Um, someone recommended me to be here.
Man : Well then does that someone have a name or something?
She tries to remember but whenever she tries The word ' Strankerdom' comes up.
Mom: Yeah I remember he is str…
Man: Yes …I am waiting..
Mom: Just forget it. I want to see your master.
Man: That wouldn't be necessary to just go home.
Mom stood there for a while then decided to let the cat out of the bag."Vegetables.. I am here for vegetables.. I want to pickup the leftovers "
Man: oh why didn't you say so, over there ( he pointed out to the garbage.) "You can pick up some over there."
With that he marched straight to where he wss parking the vegetables.
Mom; wait! Please wait., ( he didn't even turn around) Urh, Thunder strike you… yes I have remember the name …Strike
Mr Strike Anderson.
The man froze in his step.
" The farmer?"
Mom: yes. Now take me to see this boss of yours.
At the masters office.
" So who sent you here"
Mom didn't even have any second thoughts.
Mom: Mr Strike Anderson sent me here.
" Okay, can you carry it?"
Mom : Carry what? Sir….
Sir: Sir Augustine call me Augustine
Mom: Okay Sir Augustine.
Sir Augustine: he didn't tell you about it did he.
Mom: um yeah he didn't.
Augustine directed her to the store room right behind his office.
" Go there and pick up the sack full of vegetables. It's on the table right in the middle of the hall. Is that clear?"
Mom: Okay Augustine um I mean sir Augustine.
Her jaw dropped when she saw all kinds of golden cups parked at the other end of the room.The rest of the room were all parks of vegetables and fruits.She couldn't get her eyes off the expensive golden cups that have been filled with grapes.
😈Her eyes saw it and she knew it was pleasing to get and her heart also desired for it which at the end lead her into sinning.👿
Mr Augustine looked at her with suspicion when he saw her finally coming out of the store room.She didn't waste time at the store room which was impossible.Any one that went there would stick around for a while and look at the amazing things parked there but she didn't even spend a minute there which was strange to him.
Augustine: Not so fast, pretty lady, Let me check the bag.
( She froze in her steps hearing this from the man,a tear started dropping from her neck.)
Mom: That won't be necessary Mr August.
Augustine: Let me check that sack.
( She dropped the bed from her back, making it land right In Front of him.)
Mom: Check it if you want. You are calling me a Thief huh, I am a respectable woman and I have a son I love and you think I will come all the way here to steal what? That cup."
Augustine: Wait the cup? You mean my golden cup?
Mom burst into tears " I am allergic to gold.and I am a Christian..( sob,sob) just spend your time and inspect it.I am a Thief I get it. That is how I even look like.
She started crying endlessly.
Augustine: I am sorry miss, this was a mishap.. it won't happen again you are not a Thief you can leave I don't want to break the relationship between Mr Anderson okay so just leave.I am really sorry for the confusion.
She nearly laughed in her act but she tightened up her lips preventing any further damages.The moment she made it outside the door she used all the strength left in her to sprint her way to her house.
Back from the flash back.
Elician got up after hearing this from the mother. : You stole from him.
Mom: Yes son. And I am proud of it.
Elician: Cool! You are such a cool mother.
Mom :Anyways since we are going to be rich right now I am suggesting that we leave this wrecked cottage for good.We are getting out of this here son.
Elician: Where to ?
Mom; it's a mystery.
To be continued.