Noah was quiet on the phone. I had to check to see if the call was still connected.
"What do you mean ‘he’s here’?" he asked.
"He's mom's co-worker."
"Well, kick him out of the house!"
"And make it more obvious? He just thinks I have a crush on him," I said, feeling my stomach turn again. That's more than disgusting. “Also, I told mom and she doesn’t believe me. She thinks I’m being rude. I also tried calling Sheriff Silverman and he doesn’t believe me either.”
"We’re almost home. Give me about five minutes," he said before hanging up. I don't want to go back in the kitchen, but I can't leave mom alone with him. I hesitated, but decided it was best to go back into the kitchen.
"So Terry, do you have any children? You married?" my mom asked, pouring the meat sauce over the noodles.
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