"Don't call me with that hateful name."
"You are still a stinky brat. How was your mother?"
"I'm here with my friends, this is Jess, and her friend Luke."
"Lucas, is that you?" her eyes watered, narrowing her eyes on the tall man behind Ellise's friend.
"My name is Luke, ma'am. My father's name is Lucas and people said we looked like we were cut from the same cloth."
"Ahh, so you are his son." she nodded in melancholy. "I left Minnesota when your mother was pregnant with you. Who would have thought…"
"How do you know my father, if I may ask?"
"We were friends, turned lovers, and then tore apart." she chuckled softly. "Come, come," the pensive expression on her face disappeared in a blink of an eye, replaced with a cheerfulness that welcomes them into the house. "Briare is waiting at the lanai."
Ellise and Jess exchanged a speculative look at each other.
