"MOM!?" I yelled again. She grinned at me. My mother had the same bone structure as me, however she was tanner than I was, wider and browner eyes, plus she had dark brown hair unlike my bright copper color.

"Oh my baby Bumblina!" She exclaimed before crushing me into a hug.

There was a choked back laughed by the computer. I completely forgot about Joe. Luckily my mother didn't notice.

"What are you doing here?" I gasped

"Visiting you of course!"

There was another giggle from the computer. My mom sat up a bit straighter. She heard him this time.

"What a was that?" She asked aloud, unraveling the hug.

"Uhhh...nothing?" I lied badly.

"Don't lie to me." She warned. I sighed. I walked over to the computer and turned it towards here, showing her Joe's face.

"Mom, this is Joe. Joe, Mom."

"Hello Mrs. Davis!" Joe waved friendly. My mom smiled. "I'm your daughter's boyfriend!" He introduced.

I could see my mother's eyes grow wide. After all those phone calls I might've had forgotten to mention the boyfriend.

"Boyfriend!" She screamed.

Joe's wave slowly lowered. I death glared Joe.

"And with that I should go. Bye Mrs. Davis! Lovely to meet you!" He grinned before the laptop screen notified me that he had left.

"You never mentioned a boyfriend." My mother crossed her arms. She only did that when she was mad. I nervously chuckled.

"Someone has some explaining to do." She raised her eyebrows. I put my head down in shame and slumped over to the couch. My mom followed me. I told her the entire story. When I finished she nodded her head.

"Honey I am so proud of you!" She brought me into another crushing hug. She really needed to put a warning on these. "To tell you honestly I came because last time we talked you sounded a little sad so I came to cheer you up but you have been doing fine on your own!"

"...Thanks?" I guessed.

"Oh you're welcome!" She said with glee. "Now we can use the time to sightsee!"

As much as I wanted to hang out with my mom, we went along great together during my childhood and even during my awkward teen years and off to college, but I had work and I couldn't blow that off. I explained that to her. She looked a little disappointed. I gave her a tour of the apartment before I left for work. Before I forgot I sent a text to Evanna so she wasn't scared when there was a middle-aged lady wandering around our flat.

All I could think about at work was my mom. What made her come here and visit me? She had two other kids. My brother who was now working his way up sport ladder. He is currently one of the many researchers for the ESPN show Sports Nation. He also is a sports trainer at some schools. He was always the smart of the bunch that it was not surprise that he came some sort of doctor. Then there was my sister who was slowly climbing the baking business. She planned to own her own bakery with her culinary arts degree. I was just making my way of being a waitress, always waiting for an audition. Was I the failure in the family, is that why I was worth visiting? I was probably overthinking everything and focused on carrying three entrees on my shoulder.

When I got home it was completely quiet. Evanna came home from work earlier than me and we always promised not to wait up for each other. I was exhausted and went into the kitchen for a glass of water. There on the counter was chicken cutlets and mashed potatoes. With a sigh of relief, I dug into the homecooked meal after heating it up quickly. One thing was clear at the end of that night: I really missed my mother's cooking.