She held my gaze.
“I am not people in general, Sebastian. I am Evelyn Parker. And when I tell you I’m going to talk to my son, I mean I already have.”
I didn’t know whether to laugh or apologize.
“I don’t even know what to say.”
“Say you’ll meet him.”
There it was.
Simple as that.
I stared at her.
“What?”
“My son wants to meet you.”
“When?”
