Mom, You're Wrong

Synopsis

On my mother's birthday, I was bustling around the house, doing everything I could. Then I overheard her complaining to relatives, "You know, Cherish really isn't as thoughtful as Braelynn. She's always calculating, knows how to act in front of a crowd. Unlike her sister, who has no guile, Cherish only cares for me in private." The relatives glanced awkwardly at me, standing just behind them. Mom snapped back to reality, pouting, "Why the face? Did I say something wrong? Cherish even called me first thing this morning." Oh. So apparently, all it took to show I cared was one phone call. I shrugged off my apron, opened the fridge, took out the gifts I had bought, and walked away, leaving the crowd utterly shocked.