That Night
“Mom, this is my boyfriend, Richard. Richard, my mom, Tabitha.”
Richard stepped forward and held out his hand. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Tabitha.”
“Likewise.”
Hooked.
The way she held one hand to her chest and the starstruck look in her eyes told me she was under his spell. Not that it was a surprise.
“Your father is in the kitchen finishing up dinner,” Mom said in an airy tone, her eyes not straying from Richard.
“Dad, Mom’s making googly eyes at my boyfriend!” I called out, and that broke her from her trance.
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