"What mama wants, mama gets. Or else you know how she behaves."

Her four year old son lives with his grandmother and only gets to see his mama every few months. She works as a waitress to get enough money to send across the sea to her boy. I don't know what else she does in the meantime, who she talks to. But when she sees him he treats her like a queen because he's so in love and thankful for any moment together.

I look down at the point on my wrist where my shirt lines up with my cardigan and check it again against the other side to make sure there's enough white showing on each and that they both come down to the same point on my arm.

I stir my gin and tonic and sip until there's no more to suck up and my straw makes a slurping sound against the bottom of the glass. It's a warm night.