I got home just in time.
I walked in through the front door tired, shutting it behind me. Something smelled really good. I sniffed the air.
Mum cooked.
“Mom,” I called out.
She walked quickly down the stairs and pulled me right into her arms.
“Woah, Mum,” I said, against her shoulder. “Why are you so excited?”
She pulled back to look at me. “I, ugh, got a small job. Retail at a grocery store. It's not much. I mean, I told Trent about the situation; he said he was going to pull some strings for me. But we could work with this till I get something decent.”
She was talking on and on. I giggled. “Mom, that's such good news. It's something.”
“Yes. I made a little celebratory dinner.” She gave my shoulders a light squeeze. “Freshen up and get down here. I have a lot to tell you.”
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