**Harper***
I stood in the kitchen with Callie, she was quietly cooking. She had something on her mind; it weighed on her. She looked like she wanted to say something a couple of times, but stopped herself. I put down the plate that I was putting away.
"Callie, I know that I am much younger than you and that I am dating your son. But if you ever need to talk...I will listen." She turned to me and dried her hands on the rag that was over her shoulder.
"I don't want to put my problems on your shoulders Haper, but thank you. It's nice to know that my son has found someone as caring as you are." I gave her a small smile, and for once I prayed that my mother was more like Callie so I could introduce them. More than likely my mother would look down on Callie for how small her house was, or that she drove a minivan instead of a Porsche. It was probably best to keep them as far away from each other as possible. She chewed on her lip like she was holding something.
