Eighty

She'd made it sound so reasonable, but James knew the real reason that his mother was determined to stay for a while. Being away from him for long periods of time reminded her of what it had been like when he'd gone to juvie. It had been six months since she'd last seen him…which was why she had held on to him for at least ten minutes when he first entered the motor home.

 He sighed, feeling mentally drained. "If you want to stay at the motel, fine. But you keep your nose out of this, Mom. I mean it. No turning up at Sansa 's house. No trying to talk to her privately. No going to the salon where she works to get your hair done as an excuse to talk to her." The sheepish look on Kate's face confirmed that he'd been right to suspect she'd do that. "No interfering, not for any reason. It's the last thing I need."