The Prophecies
“Where did he go?” said the frustrated mother, tired of shopping, and moreover, tired of being a mother.
“He’s over there,” I said, pointing around the corner to a youngster going merrily rummaging through a colorful assortment of musical holiday cards.
She pulled the boy into the isle to scold him. And in a terrible instant I had fulfilled the first prophecy - I had betrayed my own. Now there is nothing left for me to do but become the greatest mother this world has ever known.
“He’s over there,” I said, pointing around the corner to a youngster going merrily rummaging through a colorful assortment of musical holiday cards.
She pulled the boy into the isle to scold him. And in a terrible instant I had fulfilled the first prophecy - I had betrayed my own. Now there is nothing left for me to do but become the greatest mother this world has ever known.