The Uber driver asked, “Big family visit?”
I smiled and said, “I hope so.”
Nick had told me to arrive at four. I got there at 3:45 because the ride was faster than expected. I stood on the porch smoothing my dress and checking my lipstick in my phone’s reflection.
Then Nick opened the door.
He didn’t hug me.
He looked past me first, scanning the street.
“Mom,” he said. “We said four. It’s only 3:45.”
I laughed because I thought he had to be joking.
“I know, honey. The Uber was quick. I just couldn’t wait to see everyone.”
He didn’t smile.
“Linda’s still setting things up,” he said. “The house isn’t ready yet. Can you wait outside? Just fifteen minutes.”