From within me, it's as if there was a cord that had snapped after hours of being pulled taut. "You what?"
"Yes, young lady." His voice was filled with eagerness. "I want you to do me a favor. Give me a chance to meet your mother."
There were thousands and thousands of replies I could think of, and right now it's as though my brain was running on cogs. But a mere single word came out of my mouth. "No."
He knocked his head back, his brows knitted together above disbelieving eyes. "'No'? What do you mean no?"
I sucked in a breath, trying my best to remain sane. What was this man thinking? I brought my hand on my hip, the other raised to point at him. It might look like I was trying to appear bigger than I was, but I didn't care. That was indeed what I wanted to do.
