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“No, no, no, now’s not the time for her to come here. I won’t be able to deal with everything that’s going on and with her at the same time,” Isabelle protested to her cousin.

“I’m sure you can handle it. I mean, you’re mom’s not that bad,” Gwen claimed and saw the look on Isabelle’s face which had “Really?” written all over it and Gwen had to say the truth instead.

“Alright fine, she’s a pain in the ass but she’s your mother so you have to let her stay with you,” Gwen said.

“No, I don’t. I can pay for her to get a hotel or something,” Isabelle thought but instantly knew that it would be too awkward if she asked her mother to stay in a hotel instead of her spacious home, “Why is she even coming here?” She grunted out and went to her house phone.

“I don’t know. She didn’t say why,” Gwen answered.

Isabelle took the phone from her table and dialled her mom’s number so she could ask her about it.

“Hello, mom,” Isabelle said after her mother picked up.

“Isabella, my dear, how are you?” Her