Your mother had just begun to take the clothes out, when Emily herself appeared coming down the stairs.
"Mom, could I grab a shirt for me? I have a date tonight, and need a clean one!"
Your mother turned and looked at Emily. She still had not found someone to take care of her, and her baby. After her fiancee had passed away in the military, Emily's family had taken care of her. Making sure that all her needs and wants were okay. She would find someone else. . she had too.
"Oh. .. of course! Oh, but they aren't dried yet! They are still a bit wet!"
Emily shook her head smiling.
"It is okay, the date isn't for an hour and the restaurant is kind of far. It will dry before I get there. Just hand me that one in your hand, it looks pretty cute!!"
You cringed. . .no!! Not the one that you were on right now!!
Your mother turned over and brought the shirt to her. Your chance to get free was slipping away. You had to act fast. Your mother was in a white tanktop. a little bit of cleavage showing. Maybe. . . you could jump towards her. You didn't want to get stuck with Emily and this date.
Still, it was also quite the jump too, what would happen if you missed. . .or landed somewhere else.
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