Well I'm not sure if I'm any good at showing things from a guys point of view but I tried my best so please review and tell me what you think.
Taylor POV
I couldn't believe this was actually happening. I didn't think my mom would actually invite her into our house. My Dad's funeral is tomorrow for god's sake! Yet here she is, looking around the house like we invited her into the Taj Mahal. What were people going to think of her living with us, a pretty young female invited into the house right before my dad's funeral?
"Your home is beautiful Mrs. Lockwood"
"Why thank you dear. Just make yourself at home while I make sure all the preparations for the funeral tomorrow are finished"
"Your husband's funeral is tomorrow?" I could tell what she really wanted to say was your husband's funeral is tomorrow and you're inviting a stranger into your house?
"Yes and I would like for you to keep a low profile until after the funeral if you don't mind dear. I just wouldn't want-"
"That kind of publicity right now?" she guessed "I will and thanks again for inviting me into your home when you're going thru such a hard time"
It couldn't be that hard for her if she was inviting her in anyway "No problem, Tyler would you show her to the guest room please"
I shrugged, trying not to read too much into the fact that my mom wasn't acting like herself at all. I took her upstairs and lead her to the front door and walked away without saying a word.
"Tyler" she said almost like a question
I turned. It was odd. She wouldn't look anyone in the eye at the grill and looked around the place like a frightened rabbit but she completely at ease now. She looked me in the eye with complete fearlessness, which wasn't a very normal reaction towards me.
"What?"
"I just want you to know that I wouldn't have stayed here if I knew your father had died so recently. My parents died in a house fire not too long ago and I know how hard that is. So if you ever need anyone to talk to I'm here." She said softly and encouragingly
If she had said that to anyone else that would have been comforting, awkward but comforting. I just felt uncomfortable.
"Thank you" I said without any feeling behind it
I turned and walked away before I could say anymore. This whole night was weird. My mom would have never offered anyone a place to stay on her best day. Especially when my father just died, there would be rumors. Not to mention the fact that a girl found nothing intimidating about me or showed any sign of being interested in me. It wounded my ego a little. I decided not to think about it and go to bed.
