Chloe woke up early that morning, the soft light of dawn filtering through the curtains in her mother’s apartment. Today was the day she would be heading back to Minnesota. Though she had enjoyed spending time with her mother, there was a part of her that was eager to return.
She packed her bag carefully, folding each piece of clothing neatly. Her mother sat on the couch, watching her with a warm expression. Chloe could feel her mother’s eyes on her, and after a few minutes, her mother finally spoke.
“Chloe, do you have a boyfriend yet?”
Chloe nearly dropped the shirt she was folding. Her fingers stiffened slightly, and she quickly placed it into her bag before turning to face her mother.
“What?” she asked, her voice a little awkward. Heck, she couldn't even look at her mother in the e
