Chapter 58 The egg

There was nothing more she adored than her three story home where she'd raised her children and made so many memories with her husband. It felt so good to be back, a sense of relief consumed her as she walked around. There were no changes what so ever, she was glad Austin had been decent enough to not change anything. If it were up to Austin he would have preferred to have more empty spaces and less furniture. Austin carried his mothers bags to the guest room. Seeing as he had occupied the largest room in the house the minute they left. She did not mind. She was simply happy to be back.

"Where's my German porcelain set...?" His mother asked looking around the hallway overlooking the butterfly double stairs. "It was a wedding gift from my papa..." She said in a thick German accent. Austin did not know if it was funny or upsetting. Regardless, his mother being German had always been funny. She had her own manner of doing things.

"I wouldn't know..." Austin replied pursing his lips.