No Escape From Them
The screen lit up on the coffee table, displaying the caller ID: Mom.
A sudden wave of happiness shot through my body. I reached out, grabbed the phone, and answered.
"Hi, Mom!"
"June Valli!" My mother's sharp voice blasted through the speaker, loud enough to echo through the silent room.
"How's my baby girl doing, is everything alright? Are the boys mistreating you?!"
"Mom, I'm fine," I said quickly, letting out a small laugh "No one is mistreating me."
My mother let out a loud, dramatic sigh. "Well, I am calling to remind you about the Gala! You need to come back home tomorrow, the entire high society is going to be there, and as our daughter, your presence is non-negotiable!"