Carol asks if he will miss her during his travels, putting Stan back in the present. Trying to amuse his sister and breaking the ice between them this morning he replies "Off coarse mom, and don't worry, sometimes I will be closer than you think" he says, smiling. Mia slowly swirls her milk around in the bowl and slowly brings her spoon to her mouth, eying him with amusement, but doesn't say a word. "Besides, I will text you as much as I can" he promises his mother. "As discussed, I will not call you, I'll need all the money I have, and I don't want to waste it on calls". His mother looks sad but says she understands, as long he will tell all about his travels when he is back.
Not wanting to be selfish, he asks his mom if she already had plans for the next few weeks. Carol face lights up when Stan asks this question. “Yes, since you’ll be gone, Mia surprised me this morning with an planned out girly weekend next week!’ she says. “She arranged everything, first we’re going shopping, then take a pedicure, go to a spa, you know girly stuff”. “And then she takes me out to this new fun place” Carol says, smiling at Mia. “I’m so excited about that, it’s a new venue where you get blindfolded and then you have to taste all kind of foods and drinks” she says very happily. Mia nods happily and for the first time this breakfast turns to Stan saying “I understand that if you use only your tongue, it’s very hard to tell what you have in your mouth.” And returns her attention back to her breakfast. Stan mother confirms and adds “and in the evening we will open a bottle of wine and see what the night holds for us”.
Stan cannot wait with a reaction, because silence would be suspicious. “That sound like a great weekend mom” he quickly says. “And for you too, Mia, you planned this long ago?” Stan adds. “Actually no, this morning in the shower. I was washing my body real good, and thought to myself that mom should have someone to give her body the attention it needs”. His mother melts of what she thinks are sweet words from her daughter, but Stan knows that in reality he will spend that weekend in and around his mom’s body. Stan cannot take this teasing anymore, time for his fantasy to come true. He actually doesn’t feel that nervous anymore.
That changes when he checks his watch and tells his mother it’s time to go. His mother insists of bringing him to the bus station, but Stan refuses saying he wants to go by himself. “So, say goodbye to your sister then, I’ll walk you out” his mother says. Mia gets up from her chair and walks to her brother. “Be careful, big brother” she says and hugs him. He takes in the feeling of her warm body against him. She turns her head and whispers in her brother’s ear ‘And although I’ll wear you in dozens of clothes, use you in the most imaginative ways possible and probably stick you in almost every orifice me and mom have, I love you and will never hurt you”. Mia let’s go of her brother leaving him blushing and without words. Standing on her toes she gives him a quick kiss on his forehead and walks upstairs.
Stan is almost to tears by the words of his sister. Deep down he knows she won’t hurt him, but it means everything to him, actually hearing her say that. Carol sees the tears in his eyes and thinks it is sadness from leaving. She hugs her son, telling it will be alright. Stan looks his mother in her eyes and Carol smiles back. Giving him a last kiss she wishes her son all the best. “Thanks mom, and please take care of Mia for me will you” he says to his mom. He grabs his fully packed bag, closes the door and walks off.
When he walks past the corner off the street he stands and waits. He looks around the corner checking his house. His mom always goes for a run on Saturday morning, and he hopes she didn’t change her plans. Luckily after waiting 20 long minutes she exits the house. She does some stretching and bending, before running off the opposite direction. Stan hopes he never have to go jogging with his mother but isn’t so sure anymore. When she is out of sight, he sprints to his house. They have a small time-window, his mother usually only runs for 15 minutes. “God, in 15 minutes I’ll be as small as a mouse” he thinks. He opens the door and quickly closes it. He stands there for a moment thinking if he forgot to arrange something. Convincing himself that there are no more loose ends, he walks upstairs. He reaches Mia’s door and waits, trying to get his bearings. He feels his heart beating in his chest, and clears his dry throat. Extremely nervous, he knocks three times on his sisters door.
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