Getting off the jet there was already a car waiting for me outside, it took me straight to my house. The whole ride the driver did not even bother saying a word to me.
"Hyla you're back!" said my brother Barry as he opened the door to see me standing outside.
"Yeah, I'm back" I replied as I stepped into the house.
"There's my baby" said my mom as she hugged me, "When we came back we found out you had gone out for some training program or something like that" she said smiling.
"Hmm, you barely even called me" I said as I feigned being sad.
"I'm sorry but the trip was just so fun" she apologized laughing.
My mother was truly beautiful with radiant eyes and an all encompassing passion for enjoying herself, she was not like other mothers who spent all day worrying, she preferred to have fun and going to different parties, her smile was dazzling. Although she is usually very serious when she's working kind of like an overbearing boss but she was not like others.
