Carolina
Daniel would not take no for an answer. He deposited me at his mother’s house. I would have normally complained, but I was pragmatic enough to know it was the safer option. After resting my luggage at my feet, he rang the doorbell. I was a little nervous, not having talked to Mrs. Arden for a long time. My hair was tied in a neat ponytail. I even wore a dress. Despite looking well-prepared for the day, I shifted from one sneakered foot to another.
When the door opened, I could see that Mrs. Arden was pleasantly surprised. Her eyes widened, and her mouth opened without saying anything. She went over to me and hugged me. It was so easy to hug her back, with me craving a mother’s affection. She was so soft, and she smelled of lavender. My mother was affectionate, but she always had
