Date: 2012-05-19 09:38 am (UTC)
His smile, full of childish delight, matched his mother's. "Good afternoon, mother" he chirped in reply as he craned his neck to receive her kiss. "Not at all. Have a seat". He came over to her side of the table to pull out her chair for her.

Waiting until she had settled in, he reached over to the chair next to his own, picking up from on top of the box a solitary rose to offer her. "Belated happy mother's day".
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