For the_bigshow - 2.17.C8 Mother Superior

Jun 03, 2008 12:24

“Yo.”

“That’s no way to answer a telephone, Tabitha London Browne.”

“Mum. You know, it’s funny that you called because I was just not thinking about you.”

“You always did have a smart mouth, didn’t you?”

“Certainly cleverer than yours.”

“Hmph. I didn’t call to fight.”

“Oh really? That’s funny because every time you call you always say that, and then what do you know? We always do bloody fight. I like it better when you don’t call.”

“Tabitha-”

“Yeah, yeah, you’re my Mum. I know, I’ve got a copy of the birth certificate. Doesn’t mean I have to like you, Barbara.”

“You know I hate it when you call me that.”

“Your point being?”

“Look, all I want to know is if you’ve heard from your brother.”

“Ah, I get it. You want to get in touch with the doctor sibling. The successful one. Of course I’ve fucking heard from him, Mum.”

“And you’ve seen him? Since he got back to the States?”

“What makes you think he came back?”

“We have… connections.”

“Oh fuck me… connections? You’re not the bloody Mafia, Barbara. Of course I’ve seen him. I’ve spoken to him. I’ve also shared food with him. What exactly is that you want to know, Mum?”

“Is he happy?”

“That’s none of your fucking business.”

“I’m his mum!”

“You’re also mine! You never ask me if I’m fucking happy.”

“That’s because you’ll never be happy, Tabitha.”

“Fuck you.”

Tabitha London Browne
Original Character
Words: 241

Riley Browne [pullmysteth] used with permission.

with: riley browne, comm: the big show, entry: phone call, with: mother superior

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