"Mom's worried. Right. Gotcha," Anya said with a smirk. She knew her father. The whole going away to college thing had been a trial for him. With her mother in and out like the wind, it had mostly been the two of them. They had raised each other and things had changed a lot in the past two years.
"I felt like being home for a bit and I wanted to make sure Mom hasn't shot you yet. She hasn't, right?"
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