Samantha’s POV.
Mom hovered over me while I packed for the trip.
Her hands were clasped in front of her with a wide grin on her face.
I glanced at her.
“You okay, Mum?”
Her grin widened. “It's just. You have never wanted to go on trips like this. You would rather stay home and, I don't know, watch a K-drama or read? It’s just different.”
I tossed my body spray into my bag and looked up at her. “I want to socialize, Mum.”
“Mhmmm,” she narrows her eyes, “or do you have a boyfriend?”
“Mom!” I groaned.
She giggled, “Okay, just. This generation, y’all be doing crazy things. Just be careful, Samantha.”
I glared at her and turned her around, nudging her towards the door. “That’s okay, Mum. We will be leaving in a few hours, and I need to stay focused so I don't forget anything.”
“Okay
