Mrs. Johnson's eyes darted about as she warmly extended her hand, attempting to grasp Amanda Smith's arm. "What are you saying, Amanda? We're all one family, what else should you call me if not 'Mom'? Mom was just speaking out of anger earlier, Amanda mustn't take it to heart. You had a disagreement with Samuel, and you injured him; Mom was just worried and didn't mean anything else."
Even though Amanda had encountered numerous celebrities who could change their attitude faster than flipping a page during interviews at the magazine company, she was still shocked by Mrs. Johnson's shameless behavior.
As Mrs. Johnson reached out to pull her in, Amanda didn't know why, but she felt somewhat disgusted and recoiled slightly, leaning back.
And just as she leaned back, the hand Mrs. Johnson had used to grasp the blanket, with its ring hooked onto the fleece of the blanket, tugged the thin quilt toward her when she stretched out her hand.
