CHAPTER 35 2ND MOTHER.

The CEO

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I glanced at my watch. I knew Tracy was terrible at keeping time, but she had gotten worse. She had texted me to hang out yesterday, but I already had plans to drag Binky to the hospital. So I took a rain check. We decided to meet at 6 p.m. Knowing Tracy, I came at 7:30, but now it’s 8:30, and she still wasn’t here.

Tracy walked in a red gown and a black fur coat, her red hair packed in a bun. "Sorry, little Wesley. Something came up,” she apologized, settling in the seat across from me.

A frown still lingered across my face. “You should have said so. But you keep saying you were on your way.”

Tracy rested her chin on her clasped hands on the table, tilting her head with a knowing smile. "If I had told you, you'd have left, and who knows when we'd meet next?"

I guess she knew me as well as I knew her.

“Eaten?” She tucked her chair in.

“No appetite. But I will drink.” I sighed.

I had barely had any appetite since Binky’s incident. I had eaten enough of her scornful words.