Chapter Fourteen

　　“I can tell you enjoyed yourself.” Evelyn directed her question to her last born who was seated beside her husband. Laura's head was on her Dad's shoulder.

　　“Yes, mom. This is like the best birthday I’ve ever had.” She grinned.

　　“I remember you saying the same thing last year.” Her mom mocked, referring to her thirteenth birthday last year where they threw a huge party for her.

　　“I said that?” Laura frowned and her mom nodded. “Well, that means it only gets better.” She concluded with a shy smile.

　　“Don’t break my husband’s shoulder, Laura. You can now go to your room and clean up.” Evelyn playfully glared at her daughter who was suddenly becoming possessive of her husband. Eric and his father, Austin burst into laughter.

　　“Mom.” She groaned “Your husband is not complaining.”

　　“But I am.” She shrugged.

　　“Anyway your present is in your room, on your bed to be precise. It’s from your Dad and me. We hope you love it. Happy belated Birthday, Dear.”