oken in. I grabbed an umbrella from beside the shoe cabinet and cautiously looked around for the int

lowed. She turned to look at me, her face pale with fright. Once she realized it was me, she

. "Mom, what are you doing here?" I quick

e with eyes as wide as saucers, she huffed and went ba

d me how you got in here,"

ked in," sh

r was... r

e rude to enter someon

ed me. Is there a problem? And you have the nerve to question me? Spill

a playful tone, leaving

Wesley? Did she know

ran down

to buy some groceries. There's nothing but water in the

ould have com

you know I'm broke? It had been two months, and you hadn't shown any con

rn can't compete with the warm embrace of

miles away, my mom was we

into the kitchen with the groceries he bought. Half an hour later, a modest dinner w

when did

of you organizing the desks, your mom-

!" I glared at him, bac

e been a fan of Wesley for the whole time. I'm even the leader of his fan club. I mentioned introduc

r my feelings in all

sorted to such measures. I just want you t

o else would do something so unreliable? If Wesley had