XLIII
"Well are you just going to stand there or are you going to invite your mother in?" My mom asked with a perfect eyebrow. One thing she never gave up on was her appearance...no matter how dramatic.
"Uh..." Looking towards the kitchen and back to her, I had no idea how this was going to go. "Yeah, come in."
"Can't believe you hesitated." She huffed stepping over the threshold and into my house.
She looked around very noticeably and then back at me. "Still the same as I remembered." I couldn't tell if that was a compliment or an insult but I decided not to dwell on it.
"What are you doing here?" I tried to sound curious and not rude but the look my mother gave me told me she got rude.
"You're my son am I not aloud to visit?" No.
"That's not what I meant, mom." I said rolling my e
