Short stories (like in haven)
“I should be asking you that. Who are you, and why are you shouting in my house?”
The woman placed a hand on her hip, her chin lifting defiantly. “I’m Lisa. Kael’s girlfriend. And I’m here because your son has been ignoring me!”
Mrs. Logan’s lips twitched into a mocking smile as she looked Lisa up and down. “My Kael? Girlfriend?” she repeated, as if the idea was too absurd to believe. Then, with a soft chuckle, she added, “So this is the kind of poor taste my son has?”