“Want to give your mum something to talk about?” “Hummh?” I grunted, wondering what she was asking me. “Nice to meet you both,” Amanda called through to the kitchen. My mother appeared suddenly from behind the kitchen counter. “Oh, are you leaving, dear,” she enquired, advancing towards us. “Yes, I have work to do.” “On a Sunday?” she asked, her tone now horrified. “Police work is never done I’m afraid. Got to be going then,” she said before waving to my parents, leaning in and kissing me on the lips. I was so taken by surprise that I dropped my teacup. It thunked on the carpet, somehow not
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Naughty Amanda...his mom will start planning the wedding ;-)
