That's all that mattered.

I wanted to ask why she was here, but I didn't want to come across as being rude.

"Mom". Carter sighed.

"Sorry, sorry". She finally put her phone away and joined us at the table. Was it fair to say she looked stressed? The black bags under her eyes, her hair greasy.

"I came to see you because I have something to ask".

Something to ask me?

"Okay". I frowned.

"I already know what your answer will be, but I have to ask. I want you to come back and live with us. The ...