"Yeah Ma," I said, walking up to kiss her cheek. "Came to get some clothes. You did see my text, right?"
"Yeah, hon, sorry, thought I replied," she replied as she turned around to wipe her hands on the kitchen towel.
And that was when she noticed Derek.
"Oh, hi there, you a friend of Franky's?" She asked him with a bright smile.
Derek returned her smile, stepping up to reach his hand out.
"Yes, hi, I'm Derek," he introduced himself.
Mom pushed his hand away, and wrapped him in a tight hug.
"We hug around here, hon, you'll get used to it," she told him.
Derek looked at me with wide pleading eyes. I just tried to hold in my laughter. I tried to warn him.
"Franky, why don't you go get your stuff. Derek can keep me company," Mom said as she went back to the stove.
I looked around at
