Secret Present

“I should be going home as well. Thank you, though.” Freya walks over and hugs me. I have not really spoken to my mum.

“That is fine. I understand.” Smiling, I hug her back.

“We can stay for a cuppa. Come on, Freya. Get a little warmed up before we go.” Sarah smiles at her. I am guessing this is her way of trying to talk to me and be a mum before she leaves.

“I guess so. I just don’t want to be driving too late in the snow.” Freya walks in and sits down. Sarah walks over to me.

“How are you?”

Looking at her, I smile, as fake as it is. I am trying to be nice. The times she has been around me, she has made a point of making me aware she dislikes me and Jackson being together.

I can only imagine what she would have to say knowing about everything else that has happened.

“I am really good, thanks, Sarah. Just trying to concentrate on the business, girls and Jackson. How have you been?” I really am not bothered, but I feel I need to ask her back to be polite.

“Good. I was hoping you woul