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Lunch With My Mother

Jill ran around the corner and bumped right into a solid wall and fell to the floor. She squinted her eyes and wondered if she had lost her mind or if someone had by some miracle built a wall in her lobby overnight. Opening her eyes she realised that it was a man. Gosh, she thought, he must be some man; her head was throbbing from the force of running into him so fast. He looked as though he had been unaffected by the blow, shrugged his shoulders and proceeded to help her off the ground. When she was finally up she brushed off the dust on her skirt and tried to regain any sense of propriety she had left.

“What are you doing standing there? I could have knocked my head” she honestly knew that she had no grounds to argue but she had to appease her pride some way.

“Miss you came barrelling down the staircase I’m sure if you hadn’t run into me you would have gone over the railing. Really you should be thanking me”

Jill stared at him as if he had lost his mind. She wished she could smack the look of satisfaction off his face. He didn’t understand that she was late and being late for a lunch with her mother was like being late for a lunch with the president.

“I have to go. I’m late and this whole conversation might make me miss the bus”

“You are taking the bus?”

Many people wondered why she lived in a wealthy neighbourhood in an expensive condo yet still chose to take the bus. They would never let up if they found out she could not drive.

“Yeah its safer”

The guy laughed and walked her to the door. She figured he thought it was ridiculous just as how her other friends had thought it to be ridiculous as well.

“Well how about I drive you to wherever you are going?”

Jill thought about it for a while. It couldn’t hurt to get a ride and besides if she didn’t get the ride she would surely be late.

“Ok sure I’ll take the ride”

“My name is Marcus by the way”

You mean Marcus like Marcus Chapman, the guy who owns the building?”

“Yes, Marcus Chapman. Pleased to meet you”

Jill could not believe she had been rude to Marcus Chapman. He was a wealthy influential man and she had insulted him.

“I umm, I’m sorry”

He laughed aloud.

“Never mind. I get that a lot”

“Says something about you doesn’t it”

Smiling he shook his head and lead her to the car that waited outside.

“Listen, I have this lunch with my mother and she is going to go all over me about dating and not having a man, I was wondering if you could just pretend to be my boyfriend dropping me off.”

“Are you sure she won’t want to meet me?”

“She will but then you can claim to be late for work or something”

“Ok, so I guess I can be your boyfriend for a minute”

They drove up to the hotel where her mother frequently ate lunch and she could see her mother waiting out front for her arrival. When they pulled up Jill was surprised to see Marcus jump out and walk around the car to get her door. When she got out she could see her mother looking at her with questions in her eyes. Marcus turned around to meet her mother’s gaze and she saw a smile. That was strange but it got even stranger.

“Marcus!” her mother cooed. “It’s so lovely to see you back in town”

Jill stood shocked at the turn of events. Who would have thought her mother knew Marcus Chapman

“Uh Hi mom” she said not knowing what to do

“Hello darling” her mother said kissing her cheek “I didn’t know you knew Marcus. He’s such a dear boy”

“Well I am her boyfriend” Marcus said before she could interject

“Jill darling you never told me about a boyfriend”

“She likes to keep me to herself it seems”

It seemed as though they had both begun to ignore her. They began making their way into the hotel lobby leaving Jill to follow behind. She had gotten herself in a real pickle this time.

When they all took their seats Marcus and her mother began talking about traveling and the works leaving her totally out of the conversation. When she had gotten enough she smiled and cleared her throat.

“Marcus hun. I thought you had some papers to sort out at the office”

For a minute he looked confused then suddenly the realization hit him.

“OH yes, I must be going. I have so much work to do. I will call you Jill. You two have a nice lunch”

When he was gone Jill turned to face her mother.

“A charming young man Jill. And so nice of you to grab him up before those gold diggers can sink their claws into him. He just got back from Europe you know and he’s in high demand”

“That’s not why we are here mom”

“Oh please darling. Anything else we talk about will be a bore”

“You know technically mom, we are just friends”

“Well now you can be more than friends. I invited him to the house on Sunday and you two can catch up then”

Jill sighed. She should have known better than to try and pull one over on her mother. There was never a time growing when she could have gotten away with anything. Her mother would always catch her in the lie.

Now here she was caught up in a lie with a man she had no clue about. All she could do now was hope he was half as charming as her mother made him seem.

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