The best bride-friend

The best bride-friend

Jon

I knew my mother was going to make my life hell, and I wasn't worried for nothing. But she manages to exceed my expectations and is already starting to annoy me even before she arrives.

While I'm talking to her on the phone, I notice Hazel standing in the dark staring at me. Nadia has politely moved away, a clear indication that she doesn't want to overhear the conversation and intrude. I can't cope with all the information around me, so I answer my mother half-automatically:

- Okay, Mom. Yes, I understand. No, no problem. ... Yes, it's late here - I look at my watch and realize it's almost midnight - but no problem, you were right to call. I'll contact you again tomorrow. Okay. Good night, ma'am.

At least her call wasn't so pointless, I have to admit. There had been a change in her departure and arrival times and I really needed to know. She just didn't need to tell