Jeremiah tilted his head to the side for a second. "Your mum's here. "
I went downstairs to greet her, given that Jeremiah wasn't dressed yet. I hadn't seen her due to the fact that that fantastic night at Rodney's, and I didn't even prefer to be aware of if they have been now, um, dating. Rodney, being
a gentleman, hadn't cited the incident when he confirmed up this morning to prep for the evening's meal, however I'd heard Jeremiah greet him with an "All hail the dragon slayer!" salute.
I opened the door. . . and my smile froze. Thiscouldn't be my mother.
Her brown hair was once free of grey and had new lighter highlights. Whether it was once make-up or a chemical peel that regarded to have taken ten years off her in much less than three weeks used to be anyone's guess. Her dark ameth
