But no, it wasn't him. It was her son. The name Greg appeared on the screen and she quickly answered it, an almost overwhelming sense of relief washed over her.
"Hello! Hello!" She was almost screaming into the phone.
"Hello, Mom? Are you okay?" He asked.
She paused for a few seconds. Am I okay? Well, that's a big f*****g question, isn't it?
"Yes...yes, I'm fine."
"You sounded a bit...weird."
"No, no, I was just happy to hear your voice. Can't a mother be pleased to hear from her favourite child?"
"Favourite son, don't you mean?"
"Yes, yes of course."
Both Greg and Kim knew the way the family dynamics worked in the Clemence household. They both knew which parent they were closer to, but it was rarely acknowledged out loud like this.
"Is there some problem, darling?" She asked him
