Mom still lived in our childhood home where she spent her days gardening, baking, and volunteering at the Chikalu Women’s Club. She had a line on every bit of gossip in this town, so I knew I’d have to face her sooner or later over what went down in Colin’s bar. She poured homemade lemonade into two slim glasses, taking a sip from one and setting the other in front of me. “So…you’ve been the talk of the town.” I guess we’re getting right fucking to it then.
I love his mom already
