Hey, mom, I was wondering, um...
Well, you know I was wondering, I really like Albuquerque a lot. If I was to come out there to live, if I could--
--could I, could I, stay with you while I--
--wow. You didn't even let me finish. I was going to say, 'stay with you while I look for a new job and a place to live.'
Wow. Um. that was fast. um. I'm not trying to argue or anything...can I just ask why?
Because it is not a good idea for grown children to live with their parents. Because if you don't have me to fall back on, you'll be more careful about decisions you make. Because I love you enough to force you to be more careful about how you live your life.
so, hey, you lived with grandma and grandpa, right?
I did. Boy, that was a bad idea! I love you too much to make the same mistake that they made.
you love me too much to...no, wait. What?
Besides, I had a child, leaving an abusive marriage, and already had a good job.
...you had...so if I had a child would, you, could I--
Sweetie, moving to a strange city with no job or place to live is how people wind up homeless prostitutes. Then they have their children taken away by Children and Family Services. I don't want to visit my grandchildren in a foster home. Do you want me to visit my grandchildren in a foster home, do you dear?
I, uh, no. Um. What grandchildren? I don't even have kids yet, mom.
That's good. They make a 3- month shot now, you know.
Dad said I could live with him if needed to.
That's sweet. Say hi to your Dad for me. Are you still in that cult?
It isn't a cult. It's a real religion. Mom--
never mind. I have to go back to work now. I love you.
I love you too, kiddo. Call me anytime.
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