Devon’s POV
“Did you have a lovely day shopping with my mom?” I ask as soon as Tara is back, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek as she takes off her coat.
“It was ok,” Tara replies. Then she sits down on the couch, and props her feet up on the coffee table. I notice right away that she looks unhappy.
“So what happened to ruin your mood?” I ask, praying that it’s something minor. “Did you not find anything you like?”
“Oh, I found lots of things I like.” Tara says, and at first I am relieved. “But for one reason or another, everything I liked was wrong. Your mother pretty much chose 99% of everything we bought today.”
Oh, damn! I was hoping if Tara chose our furniture and things for the pups, she would feel more comfortable and happy here. This did not bode well for me.
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