Hello Son,
Saturday, May 30
So the day before, on Thursday,
Dad and Mom were at the mall.
It's the school holidays at
the moment.
Mom wanted to watch Michael -
again.
For the 5th time.
Dad said No.
Pause.
Involuntary eye roll.
Anyway,
after our eat-all-you-can BBQ lunch,
Dad suggested coffee at ZUS.
We walked to the cafe.
Reaching the cafe, we noticed there
was one available table.
Mom walked over and sat down.
Dad went to the counter to make
his order.
So Mom was on her handphone,
texting Aunty D. Aunty D
and family, with Grandma, were
in Genting Highlands.
We are celebrating Grandma's
birthday there.
Dad and Mom were going up
on Sunday morning.
Tomorrow.
Dad sat down.
Before long, Mom saw a text from Dad.
Mom laughed, and across the table,
she asked your father,
"You sent me a text?"
Dad chuckled and replied,
"Just read it."
11:58 Dad's text :
"Bun, person in front of you,
MJ skin condition."
Mom looked up.
Her eyes darted over to the guy
sitting nearby, right in front of
her view.
Your mother replied,
"Weird. Heehee."
MJ's HeeHee.
At the point of writing this call-text,
Mom noticed the time of Dad's text.
1158
Decode :
11 58
2 13
2 4
42
21
Smile.
ZAP ZAP !!
The photo above Dad's text is Mom
showing a handbag.
Your mother wanted Aunty D's opinion
on whether to get Grandma a handbag.
Mom looked at the black and white
skin tone and found herself just
smiling to herself.
What are the chances, seriously???
Her son knows she wanted to go see Michael.
He's zapping her.
Mom could feel it.
As your mother was basking in the moment,
a text came from Aunty D.
Your aunt D sent an image.
This image :
The Michael poster.
Omgosh.
Seriously???
Look at the time.
12:02
Decode :
21 X 2
Like 21 ... two times.
ZAP ZAP ZAP!!
1158 to 1202
The 2 ZAP images.
2 ZAPs in 4 minutes.
Grin.
All her angel numbers.
You know Mom wants to go
see Michael.
Haha. It's like you were right there
with Mom, (almost) talking to her.
So anyways ...
a few days ago,
could have been a week ago ...
Aunty D told Mom that Netflix
is going to air a documentary about
Michael Jackson on June 3.
A documentary???
It can't be anything good.
Mom replied casually,
"Don't watch it."
So that was a few days ago.
Since then, Mom has been watching
youtube videos about MJ fans's outrage
about this netflix pathetic stunt.
Mom truly felt the same way.
Angry.
Irritated.
Sick to the core.
That the powers that be are trying
to destroy his image - again - now
that his Michael movie is driving the
numbers
up
the
wall.
After our ZUS coffee on Friday,
and after the 2 ZAPS,
we were ready to go home.
As we were walking towards
the Gardens Mall,
where our car was parked,
at one point, approaching the
escalator,
Dad said in low tones,
"Look up. Look up."
Mom looked up.
What?
Where?
And
she
saw
it.
A young boy was walking
towards your parents,
from the opposite direction.
He was wearing a white tee shirt
that had a BIG number 21 on it.
Pause.
An instant big grin appeared on
your mother's face.
You would have seen it.
Dad had a big smile.
The boy walked past.
Mom couldn't take a photo.
Still, that moment was precious.
It was a clear ZAP from her son.
Fast forward ...
At home, sometime in the afternoon,
Mom said out loud to Dad, to cancel
our Netflix subscription.
Dad said, he couldn't hear what
Mom was saying.
He was in the kitchen.
Your mother was in the living room.
So Mom sent a text to Dad.
Haha.
Mom was just wondering like how
many texts she would have to send
to Dad to convince him to cancel our
Netflix.
Heehee.
To Mom's surprise, Dad said okay.
Easily.
Mom didn't even have to present a case.
Dad said okay.
Wow!
So
Later, about 2 hours later, Dad
confirmed it was done.
Mom looked at the time of Dad's text.
1638
That's 4:38 in the evening.
438
15
4
Smile.
ZAP ZAP!!
Always nice and heart-warming
when your mother sees her angel
numbers.
So last night, Mom sent a text to
her sisters chat.
Mom wrote :
Ok.
So ...
Netflix on June 3rd is gonna show
Michael Jackson the verdict.
Please DO NOT click to watch.
He's innocent n has been acquitted
of all charges.
I hv cancelled my subscription.
Don't watch that documentary.
Don't waste your time.
Go watch the movie instead.
Aunty J (in USA) replied almost immediately :
"canceling my subscription too."
and 3 minutes later, Aunt J confirmed :
"Done .. but it's still on for a month."
At that moment in time,
Mom was watching a video entitled
Black Americans boycott Netflix.
Dad saw and commented :
You must be the only non-black fan of MJ.
HeeHee.
Later that night, Mom came across
a video of MJ's children when they
were young, singing a song to MJ.
Prince and Paris.
They were singing a song to their daddy.
The lyrics were so sweet and so very tragic.
Please don't take my daddy away ...
Mom was gonna type the title
Cancel Netflix on her call-text 782.
She changed her mind.
It's not worth her time mentioning
the N word anymore.
She has done her part.
She has cancelled it.
It's dead to her.
Mom typed on.
Michael Forever.
Call 782.
Hmmm.
782
17
8
44
Wow.
Unbelievable!!!
ZAP ZAP ZAP!!!
HeeHee.
Mom
xoxo
