I look at Adam, he can't be serious, my mother wants to see me.
"Seriously why? Why didn't she just message me?" I ask him.
"I don't know, Vi. But she wants to talk to you like now." He says. I let out a groan and look at the the time.
"Fine, but she only gets an hour of my time. I have things to do, my dad's place will have to wait then." I tell him.
"Okay, I'll let her know. We should leave then." He tells me.
As much as I'm mad at my mother, I will listen to her, but if I don't like what she has to say, I will leave.
We get up and I give Shelly the cash I owe her and tell her I'll see her and Alan on Saturday. Walking back outside, I walk to my bike and open my saddle bag, then take off my jacket and swing on my holster and place my gun into place. I may just be going to see my mo
