"Mom, it's seven thirty. Can we go home yet?" I ask my mother only to get a head shake in return

We've been walking around for two hours.

My feet are killing me.

"Just a little while longer" Charlotte whispers near my ear as she places her hands and my shoulders and massages them

I immediately relax from her touch as she lightly and expertly moves her fingers on my tense shoulder bones.

I close my eyes and lean into her touch which causes her to lightly ...