AMELIA
Wednesday evening, after I got off from work that day, I stood beside Mom, both of us facing the building she had been talking about since yesterday.
"This is the one," she said, almost to herself. "I’ve had my eye on it for a while now. It's a perfect size for the expansion."
I smiled at her. "It’s really good, Mom. I can already picture it."
She turned to me, "When I mentioned it to Adrian’s assistant on Monday, he got back to me almost immediately. He said that Adrian is already looking into buying the place outright."
I nodded slowly. "That's nice."
Mom suddenly stopped , then turned to face me fully, her expression shifting from excited to that sharp, mother-knows-something look I’d grown up with. "Did you put him up to this, Amelia?"
I shook my head quickly. "No. I onl
