Chapter 59 - Mark

I walk into the house with the cookie container in my hand. From what little crumbs I ate, they are good, but I’m on a mission right now. I need to talk to my mother and get to the bottom of this issue with Tiffany.

This afternoon, I’ve raked through my brain trying to remember any little thing from our past where something was said regarding my future with Tiffany or her possibly being my wife, but I can’t find anything.

My feet pound against the tile floor as I make my way towards the soft giggles and where Casper is and most likely my mother. For once, I don’t let Casper’s sweet voice ease my worries or the tension in my body.

I stop in the doorway.

Casper is standing on a tall chair next to the counter with a mixing bowl between him and my mother. He moves a wooden spoon around the inside of the bowl as if he is stirring something, but the bowl is empty. More sweet giggles fill the air as I stand frozen and admire the view.

For a brief second, I contemplate ignoring the