CHAPTER 132

Sofia

I’m not exactly the hugging, touchy-feely type. Red gives me no choice, so I hold on. She eventually releases me and drags me inside with one arm hooked over my shoulder. She stares at me in the dim inside light. “Lordy but you’re as beautiful as your mother. I’ve been so worried about you.”

The comparison makes me uncomfortable. I look around the small space. It’s worse than the clubhouse. “Could we sit down and talk for a few? I need to hurry and start cooking dinner. That’s why I came. I wanted to know if you and the other ladies would like to eat at the clubhouse tonight.” I say all this in a nervous rush. My mother is not a subject I’m comfortable with. We move to the small table in the kitchen and sit down.

“You’re cooking for the club?” she asks while wiping away a few tears and smearing more of her heavy makeup.

I give her a sheepish smile. “I made a deal with Bear. I don’t slit his throat and he doesn’t behave in a disrespectful manner.”

“You shitten’ me?” She starts la