Alex's brow furrowed. "It wasn't always easy. Claire and I have had our share of fights especially when I first came and Margaret wouldn't let me be. But I get it. Family can be... complicated. My family is a living example."
Emma smiled faintly. "Complicated is an understatement. But even with all this chaos, I envy you and what you have with Claire. I miss my mom," she said softly.
"I wish I had met her," Alex said with a slight smile. "Judging from how good you are, I know she was a good woman and a good mother."
Emma nodded. "She was," she said and then took a sip from her drink.
They sat in comfortable silence for a moment, the warmth of the wine loosening Emma's nerves.
Alex turned and cast a quick glance toward her and he couldn't help wondering what was on her mind and if she was sad remembering her mother's death.
Maybe he should cheer her up. But how? Would it be appropriate talking about their date?
