"…so this is what you do all day?" Hiten kicked his feet around from where he sat on the porch.

"Only sometimes…my mom doesn't like me leaving the property when she's at work and she works a lot during the day and night."

"The what?" He blinked.

"Property...our house and yard." She explained.

"Oh." He nodded. "So when doesn't she work?"

"Uhm…she does a lot…and when she's home she usually goes out but she stays home sometimes." She rambled as she fidgeted with the end of her dress. She felt uncomfortable discussing her mother, almost embarrassed her mom wasn't home to see her often like other kids' moms. She figured out just to lie about it or stay quiet to avoid these questions.

"Oh…my mom stays home and my dad works. So I see her on days I'm home and almost every night. Sometimes I sleepover at friend's though." He explained.

"…oh." She bit her bottom lip.

"And she cooks really good, my dad eats a lot but she always saves me snacks because…my dad likes all the stuff she bakes. So she makes me my own special cookies." He went on smugly. "And…" He blinked when he realized how quiet she was. "Are you even listening to me?"

"Yeah…" She looked up.

"What's your mom do?"

"Work." She shrugged.

"For you I meant…you're an only kid too, right? That makes you favorite no matter what."

"I guess…I just don't get to see her very much. She doesn't have a lot of time to spend with me." She looked back to her lap and he frowned when he started to understand what made her uncomfortable about the conversation.

"…if you ever want…you can come to my house with me one day. My mom can make you special cookies, too." He shrugged and looked to his lap with her. She nodded, smiling a little.

"…that sounds nice." She looked up and he smiled, proud of making her feel better.

"She cooks all kinds of stuff, you just gotta tell her what you like…" He rambled and she just smiled and listened.