Schuyler
I look at the clock on the microwave. “Mom will drop Tyler off soon. If you stay, you can tell her all about this, and let her tell you it's not doable."
I open my cell phone to text my man. He's going to flip out when he hears what Dallas did.
Me: Dallas strikes again
Me: need to chat get home ASAP
Me: not emergency
If he's in the middle of something important, I don't want him to rush. Although I need him here to back me up, I realize starting his business is much more important than convincing Dallas she's crazy.
As expected, Mom arrives right at four like we planned. I greet her at the door and listen to Tyler tell me everything they did today while I place a snack in front of him on the table.
“You were supposed to relax today," my mother reminds me. “You look worse
