"..so I told her about you.. Where you work and live.. What you do.. Your likes and dislikes.. And through her eyes I can tell she's keen in getting to know you.. I really have never met anyone..." the lady's voice on the other end of the line continued.<br/>"Mom.." Eric made an attempt to stop her, again, for the umpteenth time now.<br/>"..like her.. Really! You should take down her number and go see her.. Coincidentally, she lived around that same area you're in.. So.." Miss Laura kept going.<br/>"Mom.." the man made another call for her attention.<br/><br/>By this time, a tray with his order was already prepared. The girl, Jennifer, as showed on the tag right above her left breast, threw a warm smile his way before thanking him. He smirked again then sets down his cellphone onto the tray before he took the meal and started looking for a seat. As Eric turned, he noticed a petite girl right in the next line queuing, nodded a greeting towards him. For a moment, he wondered if she was the girl his mother was trying to set him up with.<span style="font-style: italic">It'll be weird if she was</span>, thought Eric. He dismissed the possibility almost immediately. Nodding back a reply, the mechanic then moved towards an empty table. He sat right next to a partition where a mother with her two teenage kids were sitting on the other side. Each one of them was holding on to a gadget, the I-Pad or iPad as most would write. Eric paid little to no attention to them as he retrieved his phone to his ear.<br/><br/>"...this spring! Perhaps you could bring her along with you then, dear.. Oh please say you will.. It'll be a surprise for the relatives.." without doubt, the seemingly endless tale continues.<br/>"Breakfast, mom.. I'm about to have breakfast, now.."<br/>"Oh dear.. You have not eaten.. Why didn't you tell me so? We'll talk again some other time, dear.. Enjoy your meal and don't forget to call Clara Bennett when you have the chance.. I really hope things would work out for you two.. Bye now, dear.. I miss you, Eric.. Bye..!"<br/>"Bye, mom!"<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Finally..</span><br/><br/>Sometimes, he have to wonder if the reason for his father to leave his mother and him behind with the eldest son was due to her talkativeness. Although they may sound irritating at times, he still saw her good intentions behind them. It's true that she often forgets that communication was a two way thing. But it just take someone with a good judgement for timing to send a message across. Eric managed to do this for the last decade of his life. After all, she's the only family he have left after losing contact with both his father and brother. He'd given up on them. Burying his cellphone into the pocket of his jeans, he began eating.