"Respectfully no," Helen declined the invitation for meeting his mother. "The image your friends have put in my mind about your mother scares me and you said it yourself, I'm not the type of woman she had planned for you to meet. How about I just don't meet her and everyone is happy? Mostly me."
"Do you really want me to beg you, Helen?" Eli questioned a plate of assorted fruits as a bribe. He knew the best option to convince her would be food.
Helen used a fork to pick up a piece of sliced apples and put it in her mouth to taste the sweetness from the fruit. "You're on the right track trying to bribe me with food but it's going to take more than fruits Eli."
"I could buy you that cake you like and have it delivered here by the time you return later," He proposed recalling a certain vanilla cake she loved but the bakery was far out of Harlow city.
