The bathroom door opened and her son came out, noticing her despair.
“Is everything okay?” Chris asked, confused by mom’s sudden mood change.
Evelyn put her phone away and stood barefoot in the hotel room, ready to have some fun. She did her best to be upbeat, even though the news was devastating to her.
“Oh, nothing,” she replied, being a good mother and hiding away her grief from her son.
“Are you sure? Maybe I can help.”
She smiled. “What’s important is, I’m very glad that we get to spend alone time together. You know how busy I’ve been at the firm, and I know you’ve been busy with college.”
“Yeah, I’m glad we get to do this, too. Seriously though, what’s wrong? Anything I should know about?”
She sighed. “If you really want to know, your father and I were supposed to do something on this trip. We missed our chance, but oh well. That’s okay.”
This was supposed to be an anniversary trip between Evelyn and her husband. She had booked and paid for everything. But when something came up at her husband’s work, he had to cancel at the last minute, and Evelyn was forced to drag her son along.
What their son didn’t know, however, was that they had all sorts of adult-related activities planned at this exclusive island resort. Things which had been her fantasy all her adult life.
“Can’t you do it next year?” Chris asked.
“No, it’s not exactly an annual thing,” she sighed, then put on a lovely smile. “Let’s forget it. It’s nothing. I didn’t mean to be a downer. Let’s have a great time today, okay?”
Chris paused for a moment and pondered. “You know, before coming on this trip, dad told me to take his place. He said it a few times. I just assumed he meant swimming and sightseeing. All the usual stuff.”
“Your father was teasing,” she laughed. “Trust me, you wouldn’t be interested.”
“Are you sure? I can do anything dad can do. Come on, you keep treating me like I’m in high school. I’m an adult now.”
Evelyn winced at the idea. “I don’t know.”
“We won’t know unless we try it, right?”
Evelyn’s voice trailed off and a slight smile formed on her lips. Would it be such a bad thing if she invited her son? Or in some way, treated her son as a replacement? It made sense, since Chris was handsome and was a real ladies man, just like his father was at that age.
“What is it?” Chris asked.
She thought for a moment, then pursed her lips. “I’m only telling you this because your father offered, whether he was joking or not. Have you ever heard of a famous photographer named Mr. Woo? He’s from Hong Kong, but educated in Britain.”