Chapter 10. The Intro Gone Wrong

“Father.” Jerol salutes the man whom I presume is in his late sixties, and they embrace in these quick manly hugs that do not last even for a second. They appear not to have so much in common in terms of complexion except for the eyes and jaws. However, that is not a problem in any way. What baffles me is the elegant woman who was lagging behind this man. Her eyes have not left me since she saw me, and I am getting nervous. If it’s an assessment she is doing, I highly doubt I will pass. The look she is giving me is not anywhere close to like or approval. It’s a look of disapproval...I don’t like it.

“Welcome, father. Mother!” Jerol takes a step to hug his mother who glitters with adoration the moment his son speaks to him.

“Hey, son!” She says, enveloping her son in a motherly hug.

If only I knew the feeling, I would be able to know how exactly Jerol is feeling right now in his mother’s loving arms. But never did I receive a hug from my mother in my whole life, so,