(PETE’S POV)
When I came home from school, mum was home from work and she seemed to be busy in the living room. She was working on something on her laptop while she flicked a pen on her knees deep in thought. She looked up when I walked in and a smile was automatically plastered all over her pretty face.
“How was school sweetie?” She asked warmly as she uncrossed her legs. She peered through her reading glasses at me.
“Good.” I said heading towards my room too exhausted for any conversation. I wished I could just hurry up the stairs as fast as lightening.
Mum noticed I was not stopping by and was going straight to my room and so she stopped me.
“Um Pete. Can I - I need to talk to you for a minute honey.” Her voice called.She then set her laptop aside and clasped her hands forward tog
