“What’s making you smile?” Cory’s mom asks as she enters the living room
“Nothing” Cory replies, focusing his gaze back on the TV
“It doesn’t look like nothing” she adds, now smirking as she takes a seat beside Cory
“Aren’t you supposed to be sleeping?” Cory asks, trying to end the interrogation
“Yes, but I need to drop by the mall” Cory’s mom tells him
“We were at the mall two days ago momma” Cory grumbles
“So? Don’t worry, you won’t be driving me” she tells him
“I won’t?” Cory asks, raising a brow
“Yes, my friend will give me a ride” She replies as she gets up and heads into the kitchen
Cory noticed his mom was acting weird and he was certain there was more to her mall visit than she was letting him know. Cory gets up quickly and follows his mom, feeling the need to ask the necessary questions, but just as he reaches the kitchen door, his phone begins to ring.