A walk on the beach

From here.

Shy can't stop looking at his mum as they walk along the beach, catching up on everything he's been missing from back home. Her presence here still seems like some wonderful dream, and even though her hair has been cut scandalously short (for her son's taste), she's even more beautiful than he remembers. He'd missed her so much and had been so sure he'd never see her again, and now she's here with him and he never wants to have to say goodbye for so long again. That's what makes what he's about to do so difficult. Once he's told his mother the truth, there's every chance that she'll disown him and the life he's living. But he can't lie to her, and keeping the whole truth from her feels like the biggest lie he's ever told.

"Mum," he says when there's a lull in the conversation, "is there anything I could do that would make you stop loving me?"