Shutting out the chattering going on by her guests who were mingling and mixing.
"I'm fine, Mother," I tell her before she can say anything.
"The fact you said that tells me you aren't," she analyses aloud. "I didn't intend to say anything but when you got here three days ago you were in a foul mood and it's only gotten worse. Is it the new business you took over? Is it not doing as well as you thought it would be?"
I should have known she would have noticed my mood. She is too astute and over the years have become very good at accurately reading her two 'boys.'
"The business is fine," I respond and it is, given I've taken it over only one week now. I've started the revamping process but it's been a bit slow given my preoccupation with Emmy. If I hadn't been so preoccupied with her, I'd already had the place in top shape.
