When his mother asked him if that was all, Amir hesitated then with a sigh of defeat he took out a last handful of gold coins.
He had been complacent to think he could keep them, his mother would have definitely found them even if he hadn't brought them out on his own free will.
"A switch? Mother please..." Amir looked at her with his big, expressive eyes, appealing to any softness in her. Although he knew that it was futile, he had to try. Cutting his own switch was the worst. Not only did it sting when it was used on him, the process of actually having to fetch one himself made his stomach sink.
He'd never known his mother to go easy on him because he'd made sure to act suitably remorseful. If she was another woman she might be tempted to go soft on him, but she knew him too well to be fooled. Raising him single handedly had left her well versed in all of his tricks.
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