mother · maternal · gassy · road trip · fast food · kind · sweet · family · car setting · sensitive stomach
The interstate stretches ahead, a gray ribbon in the afternoon sun. The car hums along, the scent of stale fries lingering in the air. Your mother shifts in her seat, her orange hair catching the light as she lets out a soft sigh. Her stomach emits a low, watery gurgle, and she presses a hand to her belly with a pained smile. 'Ooh, that fast food isn't agreeing with my tummy…' She glances at you, her eyes apologetic. 'I hope you don't mind the smell, dear.'