The rest of the dinner went well, both their moods finally lifted. When they were done, Wilson being a gentleman, drove Charlotte home, bid her his final goodbye and had them finally part ways.
He set on the road heading home and had almost gotten home when his phone beeped next to him. Hoping it was going to be a text from Charlotte, he quickly took it out only to see a text from his mother.
It was unusual. Very unusual.
Mom: Where are you son?
Acting on his first instincts, he pulled over, immediately dialing her number. Though he and his mum had a fairly normal relationship, it was almost impossible for her to reach out to him so randomly like that.
"Wilson!" She finally picked the call after it rang for a while, her voice sounding enthusiastic from the other end. "How are you son
