Lauren ended her call, lay her head against the chair back, and stared up at the ceiling. The morning was long, and the afternoon was shaping up to be longer. Ainslon had spent a lot of time with Edna this past week. While Lauren missed their time together, they made time to talk or text and had lunch together three times this week.
She didn’t think she could ever love someone as much as she loved Ainslon. She fell hard and fast.
“I don’t need three guesses to know who put that smile on your face.”
Lauren jumped up and engulfed her mother. “What brings you by?” She ushered her toward the couch in the corner of the room. She hadn’t even heard the door open.
Patricia patted Lauren on the leg. “I was in the area and wanted to see you.” She placed her purse on the floor.
Knowing her mothe
