Mom.
Mom
What?
Me
He’s a grown man.
Mom
Exactly. Which means he probably forgot to eat.
I shake my head.
Me
You don’t even know him.
Her reply comes almost.
Mom
I know him better than you think I do.
Anybody willing to take that on deserves a decent sandwich.
I glance at the screen, a smile pulling at my mouth.
Me
This is how people accidentally get adopted by our family.
Mom
Accidentally? Sweetheart, we haven’t done anything accidentally since 1987.
Before I have a chance to send my mother back something snarky, Nolan’s next message pops up on the screen.
Nolan
Thought you might want to look through them before I send them to storage.
I stare at the message longer than necessary.
He could scan them.
He could email them.
He knows that.
I know that.
Me
So I need to come back to the marina?
This time, his response takes longer.