Chapter Twenty Two

I became excited to take a shower.

But before that, I got out a few of my stuff and laid them in the wardrobe which was empty.

I paused at my memory box, opened it and took out the small blanket, squeezing it to my chest for an emotional second, then stuffed it away and went for a bath.

.

I was running my hand through my hair when a knock came.

"Please come in," I said.

Mom opened the door and entered. She was already dressed in an indigo cotton shirt and black flare pantsuit.

"Good morning mom," I said and blushed a little.

It's been a while calling someone that.

She smiled, took my face in her hands and kissed both my cheeks.

"Hope you slept well?" she asked tenderly, and I almost melted.

"Yeah, like a baby," I replied, and she smiled.

"If you're done, we're having breakfast now. Come on down, and after we'll take you on a house tour and talk a little. You know, cover old grounds."

That was a rather strange way to put it for some reasons, but I nodded.

"I'm done."

As we walked downs