"He's very tall," my mother said as Nath left us behind to bring the car closer to the entrance. I found myself chuckling before I rolled my eyes. Of course, his height is what she would have noticed first. It was late in the afternoon on a Saturday morning. My mother had arrived at the tiny town a few minutes ago. She had taken the bus, and that was why we were currently standing outside the bus station as we waited for Nath. I was wearing casual clothes, a pair of jeans and a long-sleeved top I had to roll up because they were Nath's and were too big for me. My mum was in her regular long skirt and loose-fitting blouse look.
I had been nervous to meet her after the past couple of months, but she had been bubbly and happy like she always was, so I calmed down and became more open chatty
