“It’s good to hear you say that but it hurts to know you don’t trust your mama anymore.” Rhoda chuckled, returning her daughter’s hug.
“Don’t be sad, mama,” Lauretta mumbled, pulling away from the hug. “It’s not that I don’t trust you but this was looking so impossible to lay a hand on.” She gestured at the invite. “You know how much I hate keeping my hopes up so I don’t get disappointed but you proved me wrong once more. I’m so proud to have you as my mom.” Lori grinned.
“Of course.” Rhoda tried to hide her blush. “It was tough but I did it. I’m not sure an opportunity like this would present itself anytime soon so we need to make the best of this event.” Rhoda said sternly.
“Of course, Mom. I won’t disappoint you. I promise.”
“But won’t you fill me in on how you were able to lay a
