He wrapped his arms around her tightly, not releasing for a moment. “That’s alright; I brought something to make for us,”
he explained to her, grinning slightly as he glanced over to the tv show that she was watching and then back to her. He didn’t want to ask how she was doing just yet, especially when the answer would be pretty self-explanatory, and he was certain she would have received the question from many already. “Oh, and I brought you some girl scout cookies. We got hit with a group of them at the station last night and you know I can’t say no,”
he chuckled. Well, he could, but he didn’t so that he could say that to his mom and look better than he actually was. It was his version of community service. “How are the kids holding up?”
he asked her. If he knew anything about her, he knew that she was the typical mom that would care more for her kids than herself, so the only true way of knowing how she was doing, was seeing how the kids were.