SOFIA
“Hey, Ma,” I answered, pointing to a cute dress Cassidy was showing me on her iPad.
“We’re back at the hotel, baby. Your father and I wanted to check in on you.”
“I’m fine, just sitting here with Cassidy and Chauncey.”
“Is that boyfriend of yours around?” she questioned, and I blew out a breath of frustration.
“No, but I want you to have lunch with us this weekend,” I stated.
“I’ll talk to your father and see how he feels about it,” Mom said.
“Thanks, but we know how stubborn your husband can get,” I joked before I reached over and grabbed another piece of rib out of the box.
“Keep me updated, sweetie and we’ll check in later,” Mom said.
“When is your flight back?”
“This weekend, so try not to get caught up with work so we can spend some time together,” Mom suggested.
“Oka
