It was a hot summer day and I was home from college for the summer. My parents had been divorced since I was nine and my sister had moved out a long time ago so it was just my Mom and I. My Mom is forty years old (she was thirty six then)Her name is Daisy and she is still one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. She has brown hair beautiful green eyes and a body to die for.
I had just finished my breakfast and decided to give Mom breakfast in bed. I had cooked eggs and toast and was carrying the plate into Mom with a juice box (we had ran out of fresh orange juice and it was the next best thing)
I opened the door and found Mom completely naked lying on her bed just waking up. I just stood there with my mouth gaping in awe of what I was looking at and quickly shut it when I realized what was going on. She looked up and saw me, screamed and grabbed the sheet. She pulled the sheet over her beautiful body and yelled at me at the top of her lungs " Goddammit Nick, Get Out! Get Out!" I quickly set down the breakfast tray and got out of her room.
As I closed the door behind me I turned around and said "Mom I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to see anything." she yelled back at me "Nick Goddamit just Get Out! I hate you" I could hear her sobbing as I stood at the door stunned. I went to my room on wobbly legs and wrote her a note.
Dear Mom
I really am sorry. I understand your feelings and I will respect them. I hope that sometime in the future you can forgive me for violating your privacy and your space. I know you don't like people in your room. I just thought I would do something nice for you. I love you very much and I didn't mean you any harm. Please forgive me.
Love Nick
I put my camping gear in the trunk of my car (I always leave my gear packed because I camp a lot) grabbed some clothes and toiletries, put my bike on the back of the car and left. On my way out of town I stopped at my best friend George's house and told him that I was going to go camping in the mountains probably up past White Pass. I told him he could join me if he wanted. He said he'd be working until Friday and then he'd come join me.
I drove up into the mountains by myself and a deep depression rolled over me. Mom had said she hated me. Mom had hardly ever yelled at me and now she threw me out and said she hated me. After driving for several hours I finally reached the campground. I got out set up camp and made myself dinner from some groceries I had bought on the way up the pass. I tried reading a book by the light of the lantern but my mind kept wandering over what my mother had said. I also kept seeing the image of her naked body just sprawled on her bed. Around 2:30 in the morning I finally got to sleep.
I woke up around 7:45 the next morning and then spent the day doing some rock climbing and bicycling. I spent the evening playing rummy with a retired couple at the other end of the campground. (the only other people in the campground as white pass usually doesn't get a lot of campers) I then returned to my own campsite and spent another night tossing and turning.
The next morning I rolled out of my tent around the same time and spent the rest of the day hiking. I couldn't get Mom's voice out of my head yelling at me to just get out. And to top off I kept having visions of her beautiful body. I stepped up my pace and took the most grueling trails the rest of the day just trying to make myself so tired I'd forget about it.
By the time I got back to my campsite I was exhausted. I noticed the old couple had left and I felt completely alone. More alone then I had ever felt in my life. I realized that I had probably ruined my relationship with my Mom and all because I had broken her one rule. To stay out of her room. Mom had always been a private person and I rarely ever went into her room. I don't know what her reasons were but I knew to stay out. I just was trying to be nice and wasn't thinking about it. I should have known better.
As I was cooking myself some steak and some scalloped potatoes on the camp stove I heard a car pull into the campground. I watched the headlights turn into a campsite at the other end and turned back to my cooking. I walked over to the river (about twenty feet from my camp site) and scooped up some water to warm on the stove.
I was just finishing my dinner and getting ready to wash my dishes when I heard my mother's voice behind me "Nick?" I stood up and turned around. I saw my mother standing just at the edge of the firelight. "Mom?" I sputtered out "What are you doing here?" She stepped closer and said "George told me where to find you." I took a step away from her and stopped, suddenly angry with her for throwing me out. She stepped closer and said "Nick?" I turned and started to walk away. "Nick. Stop please. Don't leave O.K." Her voice sounded desperate. I turned looked at her and said "Isn't that what you want. You told me to get out and I did. You said you hated me" She looked at me with tears in her eyes and said "Nick I'm sorry I said that. I didn't mean that. I was just angry and embarrassed. I want you to come home. Nick, honey I love you and I'm so sorry I ever said otherwise I've never felt so bad in my whole life."