Chapter 35 The Annoyed Boy

Ryan "Ryan, come downstairs." Mum shouted from the living room downstairs. I groaned as I jumped off the bed, not wishing to go downstairs. I was enjoying the game I was playing and was just about to win. "I'm coming, mum." I shouted. "Aren't you going to come down if I hadn't called for you? Your food is going to get cold." Mum said as I made my way downstairs. "I would have." I smiled at her, kissing her on the cheek. "Good morning, mum." "Morning, son. How was your night?" "It was good." I told her. I had spent the whole of my sleep dreaming of Amelia and I believed that was a good omen. "Good." Mum nodded. "Let's have our breakfast." She said and began walking to the kitchen. My eyes widened in surprise when I saw the food on the table. "Why did you cook so much, mum? Are we having a feast?" She chuckled. "A feast? Your dad's birthday is already past and you know my birthday isn't coming up until the next two months. We aren't having a feast. Your father would be havin