i drove off last night, knowing the excitement about to ensue.
burning in the back of my eyes, i fought off those tears of joy and i smiled to myself, alone in the car.
it was mum’s birthday. and i felt so good knowing she would be surprised, knowing she would have a fantastic night.
with every second that passed, i tried even harder to resist the urge to turn the car around and go home, just to see the look on her face when the limo pulled into the driveway.