Amelia's heart raced as she handed the phone to her mother. The conversation between Mrs. Kevin and her mom was hushed, so she couldn't hear the details. Instead, she sat at the kitchen table, nervously tapping her fingers, wondering what Mrs. Kevin could possibly want to discuss with her mother.
After what felt like an eternity, her mother hung up the phone and joined her at the table. Margaret wore a perplexed expression, and Amelia couldn't help but inquire, "What did Mrs. Kevin want, Mom?"
Margaret sighed, rubbing her temples as if trying to ward off a headache. "She was concerned about you, darling. She mentioned that you've been quite busy and that she needs to have a word with Xavier about how he's treating you."
Amelia's heart sank. She hadn't expected Mrs. Kevin to get involved
