“Mom, what are you doing here?” Piper struggled to inject some pleasure into the surprise. She’d hope to come home to someone, but that definitely hadn’t been her mother. Myles had been forced to work late all week, putting out fires at the paper. Given that her mom was parked in the driveway, obviously that trend was continuing. So much for a post-work, stress relief quickie.
“Do I need a reason to come see my daughter?”
Um, yes. But Piper didn’t give voice to the thought. Instead she stepped forward to give her mom a hug. “It’s good to see you. Come in.”
She unlocked the door and led Twyla into the kitchen. The house was a wreck, a fact Piper had been able to live with until her mother walked inside. Now all she could see was the explosion of boxes there’d been no time to unpack.
“Go
