The word today, from Fandango, is vast.
‘The world is a vast place,’ Mum said. ‘It’s time you moved out and started a life for yourself.’
‘But where will I go, what will I do for money?’
‘You’re a bank manager, you’ll think of something, and besides your forty years old, it’s about time you stood on your own two feet.’
James stood in the doorway, he had forgotten to take the rubbish out one time, and this was how he was repaid. It wasn’t like he couldn’t look after himself, but he saw so many people get mortgages they couldn’t afford. It was nice here, his mum cooked him meals, and he could spend all his free time watching Netflix.
Since she found a boyfriend, things had changed. In the last few weeks he had to cook his own dinner and the house looked a mess – she hadn’t hoovered in weeks.
‘Where will I go?’ he asked.
‘James, you have money, not that I see that much of it. I’ve told you I want to travel the world, while I’m young enough to enjoy it. You don’t have to go straight away, just be gone by the time I get back from my holiday.’
Maybe he should go on a holiday, and his mum would give up her crazy idea of becoming independent woman. As she closed the door behind her, James was all alone in the house and holding an iron.
He wasn’t sure what was going to happen now, but his suit needed to be ironed for work the next morning. He would show his mum he could look after himself, but she hadn’t told him where the the washing machine was, and the cooker was all confusing buttons.
‘I’ll see you in a couple of months,’ his mum said, closing the door.