“Mummy!” My daughter, Imogen Red jumped right into my arms the second I walked in.
“Hey, beautiful.” I gave her cheek a peck. “How was your day?”
“Great! Uncle Leo allowed me to watch TV.”
“We had an agreement, Imogen.” Leo said, leaning on the railing. “I distract your mother and you don’t expose me.”
“Oh. Sorry.” She giggled either way.
“You better me.” He walked down the stairs, then smiled at me. “So, how many fake smiles did you survive tonight?”
“More than the last time.” I shook my head. “It was boring. As usual.”
He chuckled. “You always say that.”
“‘Cause it's true.” I set my daughter down. “Thanks for watching Imogen while I was gone.”
He brushed it off with a wave. “Anyways, I saw what's trending.”
“What's that?” I threw the heels off, then went to lay on the couch, n
