This piece of satisfaction

I put down the brush, took a few steps back, indulged the piece in front of me and then, it happened: a sudden feeling that I haven't felt in such a long time - SATISFACTION. I carved a cheeky smile to myself, feeling contented, feeling happy. I know I was never good at it. But Get Crafty developed my sense of art. Once upon a time, I didn't even know what shading is, but now... Lets leave that to that. I don't even wanna go there.

As I was staring at the piece, my mom startled me by putting her hand on my shoulder. I jumped. She laughed. I said cheekily "You startled me,". She laughed again.

"You know what honey," she continued, " You are becoming more and more like your father... every day,"

"Is it because I have this craving for painting this past week?"

"Something I like that, I guess," She said.

I kept quite, my words died as the whole conversation settled down in my brain.

"That is a very explosive piece! you have a lot of colours there," she complemented, trying to change the subject and continued, "This will be number three in less than a week, huh?"

"Yerp," I added "It makes me satisfied,"

"I can see that when u do that smile you always did,"

"You saw?" I asked, jaw dropped by 2 cm.

"Of course. You were too busy looking at it," She ruffled my hair and started to walk into her house.

I smiled (while redid my hair) and told myself that I am more than ready to spend the next month with her, while I have the chance to do that.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

10.25 am: What happened to this place? Where did all the craft go?

10.29 am: What??!!

10.31 am: Fuck!! Fuck!! Fuck!! Lets go honey.