Missing
Thirteen: Drake
We had just arrived at my parent’s house for dinner. My mind still on the text that I had received from Todd. I was over the moon, couldn’t stop smiling. I entered the kitchen to see my mother at the stove finishing up dinner. I walked up behind her and hugged her hard. She turned in my arms and grabs ahold of me as happy tears land on her shoulder. “What happened? What’s wrong?” I pull back from her still smiling as she looks at my face confused. “Nothing is wrong mom. Matter of fact it is all starting to look like it just might work out.” My mom takes hold of my face with both hands. Looks me deep in my eyes and smiles. “We can talk about everything over dinner. Can you set the table for me?” I lean in and give her a kiss on her cheek. “Absolutely.” I say walkin
