She smiled. “Seems like just yesterday you boys were up to no good.” I also smiled. Seems like just five minutes ago. “So, where are you staying?” she then asked.
I turned to look at him. That was a good question. He shrugged in reply. “I hadn’t worked that part out yet.”
She patted her hand on the Formica. “We have a spare room,” she said. “You can have it if you like. I mean, you’re like family, after all.”
I was dumbstruck. He was? And where had this version of my mom been hiding all this time? Bing looked at me as if to say, is that alright with you? I nodded. He nodded. “Thank you, Mrs. Nelson. That would be nice. Maybe I could go see my aunt then. It’s been way too long.”
“She’d like that,” I said, thinking to tell him about her penchant for the German bakery down on Second Stree
