I was completely enraged by this shameless mother and son.
“Liam, apologize to my mother now!”
Liam stiffened his neck. “Apologize for what? What did I say wrong?”
The air turned heavy with silence for a long time.
His mother tugged at Liam’s arm, "It’s okay Liam. What’s the point of you two arguing on this beautiful day?"
She turned to my mother, gave a fake smile and pulled something out of her small bag and shoved it into my mother's hand.
“Please don’t take it to your heart, dear in-law,” she said sweetly. “Liam just has a bit of a temper. Look, he didn’t forget about you at all, he even brought you a souvenir.”
She shoved something into my mom’s hands. It was a cheap wooden comb, the kind sold three for $2 at the entrance of the scenic spot. The carving was crude and even had very sharp edges.
My mother froze, staring at the comb in her hand, not knowing whether to take it or not.
“Oh, come on, dear in-law, just take it. Don’t be shy. This is also a gift from Liam. My son may have his faults, but he’s actually a nice boy, you also know it.”
Then, as if suddenly remembering something, her tone shifted. Her fingers instinctively brushed her neck and pride instantly lit up her face.