XENIA
“He’s here, sweet pea!”
Mom yelled from downstairs at the same time that Matteo’s horn went off in the parking lot. I grabbed my carry-on and hurried out with a grin on my face. I was beyond excited and long overdue for another sleepover with Mila and Thekla, but my excitement was through the roof when I thought of the added bonus of spending time with Matteo on the ride there.
“You have the sickest right hook I’ve ever seen a woman pull off,” Matteo was saying when I got to the living room.
My mom was showing off the new skills she’d learned at the self defense class that Matteo signed her up for behind my back. I didn’t make a fuss about it because it seemed to be a bonding agent for them and for the first time in years, my mom had that spark in her eyes that I thought I’d neve
