The talk
With his heart racing, he sat down across from his mother. He couldn’t look her in the eyes and waited for her to start talking. “Dylan, we need to talk”, his mother Bianca said. These four words were as nerve-racking as could be. His hands were shaking, and he was sweating out of every pore of his body.
“I don’t understand how you could have kept this a secret for all this time”, Bianca said. “You know that you can tell me everything, but it turns out you’ve been lying to me.” Dylan still couldn’t look at her and put his hand in his pocket to pull out the 20 dollars.
Then the talk took an unexpected turn.