“Family?” He looked at Katty and Bea, then smiled. “Oh. I forgot.”
The woman joined them. “Hi Mark. Why don’t you introduce me to these ladies?” She had to be his mom—she reached up and tickled Bea in the same spot he had. “Who are you little lady?”
hadBea giggled.
Katty wiped Bea’s mouth before anything could spew out onto Mark’s mom.
Mark shook his head. “Mom, this is Bea.” He tickled her again, and turned to Noell, first. “This is Noell … Carpenter, right? Did I get your last name right?”
Noell stood and nodded. “Perfect.” She held out her hand to Mark’s mom. “Uh, Mom.”
Mark laughed and shook his head. “Sorry. This is Phyllis, my mom.”
“Hello, Phyllis. Good to meet you.” She shook hands with Phyllis and sat.
“Mom, this is Katty, Bea’s mom.” He was blushing. He had to be blushing
