I decided to close the tome. [Basically I have all that I want… I wonder what my family wants?] I thought. Walking out of my room with the tome in hand I first went to my parents.
“Mom.”
“Yes son?” She answered without giving a glance as she cleaned the dishes.
“If you could have anything in the world, what would it be?”
“Easy, and I already have it.” She says as a little smirk comes across her face.
“You do?” Giving a quizzical look.
“Yes, and he’s right in front of me.” She says before kissing my head, “You and your brother and sister are all of my treasure which I wouldn’t trade for the world.”
“Anything else? Like maybe your looks?” I say.
“Is there something wrong with my look?!”
“No! I mean, if you could change anything about yourself what would it be?”
“Hm…” She paused to think about it, “Maybe my looks, though I don’t mind if I could look better…” She says that last part a bit solemnly before looking at the TV where it shows a celebrity who was in her forties who looks like she’s in her thirties because of a “miracle treatment”.
“Mom? You want to look younger?” I say.
“Everyone wants to look younger dear.” She sighs, “Including me. Though those treatments are too expensive even for our household.
“What do you mea-“ [Oh. Right. We’re rich now.] “Oh, I see, so if by any chance that you became younger, how would you feel.”
“I’ll feel ecstatic, knowing that I’ll still look as good even when I become old would make me happy.”
“Alright. Got it. Thank you. I’ll be in my room.” I say hurrying back to my room. Locking the door, I opened the realitome again, ‘Sarah Stafford is a women in her forties who looks like she is in her thirties, all the women around her will always try to pry out her secrets to her youthful complexion.” As I took the pen off the page, it’s bright light devoured the ink again.
[Now time to see the results.]
Unlocking the door I head back to the kitchen to see my mom who was significantly younger then before.
“Mom?”
“Yes?” She turns to me, her demeanor is far more cheerful than before.
“How’s is it going?”
“Wonderful dear, the sales on the miracle treatment has been blossoming, everyone wants to get the secrets to my youthful looks.”
“So…are you happy now?”
“The happiest I had ever been.”
“That’s good.” I say smiling, “Then I’m going to hangout with my friends then.” Grabbing my bag and putting the tome inside I head out the door.
“Be safe! And come back before it gets to late.” I heard my mom yell as I got on my bike and rode away.
[I wonder what my friends will think of this?]