“You guys should try to get along, try not to kill each other. Don’t set my house on fire and don’t forget to water the ficus.” Was the last thing Tiffany heard before the front door was shut, as her mother’s voice echoed through the driveway.
Tiffany gave a mock salute through the open window. “Sure, Mom. The ficus is my number one priority.”
Tracey rolled her eyes and blew a kiss. “I’m going to miss you, munchkin.”
“It’s just a weekend mom, enjoy your honeymoon.” Tiffany waved her off. ”And don’t bombard me with calls, I’m perfectly capable of taking care of myself.”
“Alright, I won’t.” Tracey said, climbing into the car beside Landon.
He gave Tiffany a tight-lipped smile, sunglasses already on, one hand on the steering wheel. She didn’t look at him for long. It was easier that wa
