For the next hour or so, Angela left Sam alone. She went into her study to work on a new ad campaign for work. Then she started to head upstairs to say good-night to Jonathan when she noticed one of Samantha's schoolbooks sitting on the coffee table. Sam might be needing this, she thought. I'll go give it to her before I put Jonathan to bed.

So Angela headed up to Sam's room, and was just about to knock when she stopped herself. She could hear Sam talking on the phone to one of her girlfriends. "Yeah, I asked Angela," she heard Samantha saying. "And she said she can't come! Can you believe that? I don't know, she has a meeting for work or something." There was a pause. "You know, I really thought Angela and I were finally starting to get closer, and now something like this happens," Sam was telling her friend Marci. "I guess I really am just the housekeeper's daughter to her."

Upon hearing that, Angela couldn't help letting out a small gasp. Then she realized Samantha might catch her eavesdropping on her phone conversation. Angela quickly headed to her son's room before Samantha even knew she had been standing there.

Angela quickly put her son to bed, then went back downstairs to think about what she'd just heard. As she sat on the couch, lost in thought, Mona entered from the kitchen.

"Angela, what's wrong?" Mona asked as she sat down next to her daughter.

"I just overheard Samantha talking on the phone," Angela said.

"So? This may come as a surprise to you, dear, but teenage girls these days do do that."

"Oh, Mother! I heard her telling one of her girlfriends that she thinks I'm not coming to her class because I don't really care about her."

"Oh," said Mona. "Well, I'm free next Friday. I could go to her school for you," she offered.

"That's very nice of you, Mother, but this is my problem. I'm just going to have to figure a way out myself," Angela said.