My friend has her own beauty salon, she buys things from me if she likes something, she doesn’t even look at the price tag, she just buys it and buys it for me if I’m around. She has never charged me money for the services of the salon or for things. I always wanted to repay her, so I would sit with her daughters. By the way, they are from her first marriage, she couldn’t live with her husband because he was so greedy. He wouldn’t even allow his daughters to buy an extra pair of tights. Eventually she left him, then her second husband, who was jealous, and she left him too. And the third one cheated on her, and she also broke up with him. She always divorced quickly, since the apartment was registered in her name, she did not have to share it with anyone.
“My friend was always trying to marry me off, and whoever would take me with my big mouth would immediately notice. But still, even in my busy schedule, I once met a guy. I was still late for work at the time. He was the driver of the taxi I was riding in, Frank is a nice guy, he has gray eyes, but I didn’t count on my mouth anymore. A week later, he took me to meet his mother. His mom, surprisingly, was a very nice woman, and from the very beginning she asked me to call her “mom”. But her attention was too much.
The son is 34 now, and she texts him every morning, then calls him, comes to visit him in case of emergency. There was a time when she called me and said: “Do you kiss your husband before you go to work? -Be sure to do it, it’s the key to a happy family. Then for some reason she suddenly decided, from my tired look after work, that her son was hurting me. I’ll talk to him! Later, because I came home late from work, she would come and cook us dinner. And it wasn’t about her cooking, it was just an excuse to move in and live with us. Frank never went against his mother, he was happy with everything, two mistresses in the kitchen, and if only there were two mistresses in one bed. Now I’m the one who left.
