Clementine:
As we were let in, I noticed it was much calmer here, unlike at Troy's or Haiden's place. Those people were really enjoying themselves. But for Yorick, it was just his mother in view, and I could tell she was preparing a home-cooked meal.
I guess that's what real vacations should be like, spending time with your loved ones instead of the ones who make your life miserable.
"Yorick, come out, see who's here to see you," his mother called, rubbing her palms anxiously. "Jill, come out, see who we have here."
As soon as she called her mate, I began to worry. I remembered she said her husband would be excited to see me, and I could only assume she was being sarcastic.
They didn't like me before, probably because of my father's actions and the fact that I had hurt their son by cheating on him.
The door opened, and before Yorick could come out, his father did.
"Who is it?" he asked, tucking in his shirt with his head down, focusing on the buttons.
