Difference between revisions of "Logs:Altina"

Altina arrived in her son's weyr sometime after she finished eating lunch. She thanked the weyrling who ported her up, giving the young man a little something extra for his troubles. Politely, she requested that he returned in roughly an hour.

A'son wasn't home, but that was to be expected. He'd said that he was going to have sweeps over Tillek today around this time. She lifted her chin, her nose catching a whiff of something unusual in the living chamber. She stepped inside, noticing the little balls of yarn left here and there. Then there was the post with the heavy burlap fabric stapled to it. This caused a lift of her finely shaped eyebrows. What exactly is all this? She thought to herself.

The place was a disaster. His workbench had old glasses left on it and his pants were thrown across the couch. His rug was askew and there was dust everywhere. She didn't even want to think what the bedroom would look like. This couldn't do, no, not at all. She marched back to the ledge where she'd left her cleaning supplies and snatched them. This was a job for mother.

With chin lifted, she bravely walked back to face the grunge of his weyr. To clean where no cleaning person had ever gone before.

Before she left, she composed a letter.

Dear Son,

First, I'd like to wish you happy turnday! You're thirty-two turns old now. Can you explain to me why I don't have any grandchildren yet? Actually, I have more important question than that.

Why do you have a fucking cat up here? There are balls of yarn and all sorts of things everywhere. Do you know that I found hairballs under your bed? She's shedding too! But I guess you know that already. You shouldn't have something like that up here! You're a grown man, I'll let you make you own mistakes. When you show up to drills and your clean shirts look like you pulled them off some sort of farm animal, you'll know that I was right.

Do you know what else I found? I found the top to a woman's bathing suit in here. It was rumpled up in your sheets. So you can have sex but you can't give me any grandchildren? I hope that you just can't have children and the top isn't yours . That would be so embarrassing. You're going to turn out like your father, aren't you?

By the way. I can't believe I saw you with that Crom girl at the party. Are you out of your mind? Are you trying to go to jail? That nice young man N'thei isn't going to be there to protect you next time. You're not the type of boy that can survive in jail alone.

Why haven't you visited me lately? It'd be nice if you took your mother out to lunch.

Love,

Your mother.