CHAPTER 21
CARMEN
Sy’s mom took in the living room, her eyes slightly narrowing as it went over every nook and cranny of the place. Judging by the way she was scratching her arm every few minutes, she was clearly nervous.
“My boy has such a nice home,” she said.
Carmen couldn’t help but notice the envy in Erica’s voice. It was obvious she hadn’t been in Sy’s house before. She was curious about what had driven a wedge the size of the Grand Canyon between mother and son. Most of all though, she wanted to help Sy restore his bond with his mom. She would give anything to see her mom one more time. Surely, their differences could be resolved.
“Can I get you something to drink?” she asked as they walked into the kitchen.
Erica took a place on the chair across her on the kitchen island. “I’
