A bright shade of pink crept its way to mom's cheeks, and in that moment, I swear she resembled a tomato. She cleared her throat and stood upright. For a moment there I was afraid she might yell at me for bringing a boy back home without her permission.
"Hello, the boy who snuck up through our water pipe last night." she greeted Caleb. Caleb choked and I winced. Nothing, nothing ever goes unnoticed by my mom. “She knows.” I whispered, still wincing.
“That’s alright, your dad did that all the time, nearly broke his neck once.”
I’ve never seen Caleb at loss for words, his eyes darted back from my mother then to me.
"Have you kids had your lunch yet? Allie, kitchen now." she walked past us briskly and patted Caleb on the shoulder.
"A boy in the house? Without my permission?" s
