Or maybe I was just supposed to give up, was that how it went? I left without her and told Lee how to find her when he got home. Of the three options, the last one appealed to me most, but I couldn’t bring myself to walk back to my car alone when I had been so frantic not that long ago. I honestly didn’t know what to do.
“Hey ma’am.” A thin man in a shabby business suit leaned down over the back of the bench, his gaze hot on me. To Lee’s mother, he asked, “This guy bothering you? You want me to call 9-1-1?”
The absurdity of the moment struck me full force and I pushed by him to plop down to the bench beside her. “Give it up,” I growled. “I’m practically her son-in-law.”
Mrs. Gui’s head whipped around and I smiled into her stony glare.
“So how’s this going to work, hmm? You coming home or what?”
Carefully, as if I might not understand words larger than one or two syllables, she said, “I am going to the store.”
Mimicking her tone, I replied slowly, “I will take you.”