She arrives on a Friday evening with two suitcases for a three day visit.
I do not comment on the suitcases.
Rhys picks her up from the station because I am finishing something at Harlow and cannot leave and when they arrive at the apartment together, I open the door to find my mother already mid conversation with him, gesturing about something, and Rhys is listening with his full attention and nodding and they both look up when the door opens with the specific ease of two people who have already figured each other out in a twenty minute car ride.
"You were right about the architecture," my mother says to me as she comes in. "He is very interesting."
"I did not say that," I say.
"You implied it," she says, walking past me into the apartment. She stops in the main room and
