"There you are! How are you, sweetie?" His mother said, catching sight of her eldest son."Hey mom! I"m good. How was work?"
"Oh, about the usual. That hospital is running me ragged, that"s for sure. And if those doctors would quit blaming all their screw-ups on the nursing staff, we"d really be cooking with gas!" Theresa Willow shook her head, earning a pity smile from her son.
"Well, someone has to keep that hospital running. Might as well be you, mom," he smiled.
"If that"s the case, then I"m duly underpaid," she laughed, before looking back at her son, and noticing his attire. "Stephen, where are you coming from dressed like that?"
"Oh, this," he replied, looking down at his gym shorts. "I was just coming from the gym."
His mother sat up noticeably, looking at him with slight disbelief. "The gym?!
What coerced you into going there? That doesn"t sound much like you."
"Just something new I"ve been trying, Mom. Trying to be better. And healthier, you know," he smiled.
Theresa looked at her son, and went over to hug him, "I don"t know what"s gotten into you lately. All smiles anymore, your moods have improved tremendously, and now you"ve been going to the gym? Where did my Stephen go?" She chuckled.
"Well, since you mentioned it," he said, clearing his throat. It was now or never. "There is a larger reason behind it."
Theresa pulled back and looked at him somewhat expectantly. Her breathing hinged on his next words, waiting for him to say what she so long expected.
"Er, someone behind it, actually," he said finally, a slight hue of red coloring his cheeks.
"I knew it!" She said, triumphantly, wearing a winner"s smile. "There"s a girl, isn"t there?"
Stephen gave an uneasy laugh, "Yeah, mom, there is. Actually, I brought her with me, if that"s okay?"
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It was Theresa"s turn to feel slightly uncomfortable. "Wait, you brought her here? She"s here now?"
Stephen nodded, "Yeah, she"s just around the corner. Umm, Grace?"
Both mother and son looked somewhat expectantly around the corner, waiting for their mutual subject to appear.
Finally, Grace stepped into frame, still wearing her workout clothes. Although, Stephen did have to note that her tank top was suddenly a bit more modest, covering her midsection and showing a lot less cleavage than before. Her hair was still carefully done up in a ponytail, and she was wearing a confident smile as each woman sized up the other.