I pulled the car into an empty space at the mall. Glancing over at Hazel and said, “Again, thank you for coming.”
“Any time.” She smiled. “I was itching to get away from mom.”
I chuckled as we got out of the car. “I know the feeling,” I replied.
“Ah, well I’m glad I’m not the only one.”
“She’s just excited that you’re back. You didn’t come home for Thanksgiving so she’s taking in as much of you as possible,” I explained.
She groaned, linking her arm with mine. “I know but it’s too much sometimes – you know, I’m surprised she hasn’t had us sewn together, she practically has me do everything with her. And I mean everything.”
I laughed but the glare Hazel threw at me made me shut my mouth. “She’s just wants to spend time with you.”
“I know,” she said, sounding defeated. “I just” –
