The Widows' Pact

I am a single mother, and I accidentally discovered that my teenage son had developed a bad habit, making his body weaker and weaker day by day.

In order to help him break this habit, I did everything a mother could possibly do...

In the stillness of the night, I got up to use the bathroom, and as I passed my son’s room, I inadvertently caught a glimpse through the crack in the door. My son was sitting at his computer, his eyes glued to an inappropriate image on the screen, his hands trembling violently beneath the desk.

I immediately understood what he was doing.

Although I was initially shocked, I quickly calmed myself and stood quietly behind the door, watching in silence. Only after my son, looking exhausted, went to bed and fell into a deep sleep did I quietly leave.

My son had just turned eighteen last week, an age when physical needs are at their peak. As someone who has been through this stage, I understood why he was behaving this way.

However, when his teacher called later to inform me that my son had been listless at school, sleeping during class, and that his grades had dropped significantly, I realized I had underestimated the severity of the problem.

Any normal behavior, when taken to excess, can easily turn into a bad habit, negatively affecting the body.

I wanted to talk to my son immediately and ask him to stop this harmful behavior.

But as his mother, I felt too embarrassed to bring up such a topic with him. Talking about this kind of thing between a mother and her son just felt far too awkward.

I was also worried that I might say something wrong and hurt his self-esteem.

While I was troubled by this, my close friend, Sandra Jones, suddenly told me that her house was being demolished, and since her son was staying in the school dorm, she had nowhere to go. She asked if she could stay with me for a while.

That’s when I had an idea: why not ask Sandra to talk to my son?

Like me, Sandra was also a single mother in her mid-thirties with a full figure.