“I’m not keen on that one.” he replied. “It’s too bright.” he added as his mother removed the lid and wound up the candy pink column.
“It’s nice.” his mother insisted. Charles restated his opinion. “I know love… but when you’re grown up with a wife of your own, she’ll expect you to wear what she wants, not what you want.”
“She might not even want me to wear make-up at all.” Charles optimistically replied.
“Maybe so…. but until then, you’ll wear what I want.” his mother stated as she handed him the candy pink lipstick. Charles frowned as he took it. As far as he’s concerned it’s too pink and too glossy but his mother thinks otherwise and obediently, he applied it. She left and he resumed his duties; sorting, folding and ironing the day’s laundry before taking it upstairs and putting it way.
