Mentioned to my mother that I watched Roman Holiday last night and enjoyed it. She said she didn’t like it, which surprised me.
“You know me, I like a happy ending,” she said.
“I thought it did have a happy ending,” I said.
“Yeah?” she said. “She went back to being a princess. They didn’t end up together.”
“But look what he did for her,” I said. “He gave up writing the story.”
“So that’s a happy ending?” she said.
We agreed to agree that happy is in the eye of the beholder. That’s my mama.
