My mother had walked into the room again ,she sat down next to us but she sat in the other chair though as Mark and I sat on the couch together. "So how's he doing ?"She asked . "He's doing better his cheek is healing from when his father had hit him across the face earlier today so that's good that it's healing ." I had said ." She smiled "That's good to hear ." She said . "So mom how's things ?" I asked she smiled at me then started talking ." It's been good actually so how are you and Mark doing ? Even though I now see you both everyday ." She asked as she giggled . " We've been pretty good mom and I love Mark so much he's just the sweetest boy ever ." I said ." I bet you do I bet he is ." She replied with a smile . I had smiled back as I cuddled with him on the couch as he was wearing a white tank top and a pair of jeans ." Hey Mark I love that tank top you're wearing ." I replied . "Thanks me too ." Mark said as he smiled .
