My mom stood talking to the man in the doorway as I watched from the landing upstairs. I could see him standing there in his business suit with his dark sunglasses.
"That's my son," my mom told him. "What do you want with him?"
"I just need to have a word with him ma'am, what I have to talk to him about is top secret." The man told my mom.
"I am his mother and if you want to talk to him you will have to tell me what this is about first."
"I am not authorized to give you this information," The man said.
"Well come back when you are authorized," my mom retorted, "Now leave us in peace!"
She shut the door behind her and called up the stairs for me.
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