“God help me, Mum, seriously. Yes, it was his ass, but that was the only truth in what they said. Now can you just make an appointment for Dad with a proper doctor? Let me know what they say, and for the love of God, can we stop talking about Dad’s bowel habits?” I put my fingers back on the keyboard and set a reminder to check in a week that she has done something about this and seen a doctor.

“Oh, I’m sorry, Forrest, of course.” Hardly stopping to take a breath, she changes direction with her conversation. “Have you found a nice girl to date yet?”

Fuck, now I’m thinking I should have stayed with the talk about shit!

“No, Mum, no girlfriend on the horizon. Maybe you should call Flynn and check on him and Felisha and how the wedding plans are going. He might need some help or suggestions.” Deflection is my only option here. He will kill me, but I can’t do this phone call tonight with Mum, I just don’t have the mental strength.

“Oh, good idea. He hasn’t told me one thing about it yet. Do you know anything about his plans?” The excitement in her voice that at least one of us is getting married makes me kind of sad. This poor woman has been waiting for grandchildren for so long, but just because Flynn is getting married, it doesn’t mean there are any plans on the horizon to have a baby.

“No, I don’t know a thing, best to ask him.” I see a message from Flynn pop up on my screen to let me know they are in the elevator and will be here shortly, which gives me a good excuse to get off the phone.

“Anyway, lovely to hear from you and give my love to Dad as well, but I have to run, I’ve got a delivery coming to the door. Love you and talk next week.” I get up and walk with my dish to the kitchen and put it in the dishwasher as Mum says her goodbye.

“Okay, lovely to hear your voice. Love you too, and I’ll give Flynn a call now. Ta-ta.”

I can’t help smiling to myself as I hear voices outside my door and Flynn say the words, “Hi, Mum.”

The light knock I know is not Flynn, that’s for sure.

Opening up I find three people.

Felisha with a grateful look on her face that I’m protecting her best friend so she doesn’t have to worry.

Flynn, who is looking at me with daggers as I can hear Mum on his phone telling him I suggested she give him a call and then going off on her million and one questions about the wedding.