I smiled brightly as I returned to my seat. I knew I didn't need to worry about Tyler, with a mother like that I reckon even insects are afraid to go near him.
Meanwhile, Marcellia still looked pretty shaken up and I honestly couldn't get why. Maybe it's because she laughed at Tyler's childish idea earlier and is afraid of his mom coming after.
We sat down and Margaret looked worriedly at Marcellia, "Are you feeling better, dear?"
Marcellia's phone lit up and she briefly looked at it before she looked at Margaret with an insanely bright smile, "I'm doing a lot better, Miss Margaret."
I narrowed my eyes at her, "You are?"
She took a huge bite of her scone, "Yup." Whatever message she got surely brightened her day.