Thanks, Mom

I was shopping at Wal-Mart and noticed a little old lady following me around.

I stopped, she stopped. Furthermore, she kept staring at me.

She finally overtook me at the checkout and she turned to me and said, "I hope I haven't made you feel ill at ease. It's just that you look so much like my late son."

I answered, "That's okay."

"I know it's silly, but if you'd call out 'Goodbye, Mom' as I leave the store, it would make me feel so happy."

She then went through the checkout and as she was on her way out of the store, I called out, "Goodbye, Mom."

The little old lady waved and smiled back at me. Pleased that I had brought a little sunshine into someone's day, I went to pay for my groceries.

"That comes to $121.85," said the clerk.

"How is it so much?! I only bought five items."

The clerk replied, "Yeah, but your Mother said you'd be paying for her things too."