" That pink, beefy, and plump whale is s woftly creature indeed " Christine said, in a shrieking voice, " and may Iv ask where is Sam right now, de.."

" Hold your tongued, mother! " hauled her daughter, Katherine, as she eyed Christine with a sour look. " For I reminded you that he is a well cut, sharped and neatly young men.

" and down to earth secretive " her mother uttered dryly.

Katherine bright green eyes turned shady and brows furrowed, " that's just who he is..a reserved person " she said quietly, " but I still cherished him in nature, by the way, we are all different. "

" of course we are, " Christine agreed bluntly, " that is why as my daughter, and your right fully mother, I forbid you from seeing him any longer "

Katherine looked as though she was struck by a blurting train. " N-no you can't, mother " she countered, her soft face tinted heavy pink and small eyes swelled with tears threatened to water them on her white, emrald dress.

( if only Dad was alive )

A proud smile cracked her thin cherry flavoured lips, Katherine felt as if she was a stinging viper that latched itself onto her dear sensitive daughter. " Oh, oh, Christine, when will you realized that he is not good enough for a modest and gorgeous lady like you. "
© Denzel Murray