Jamal stood outside the kitchen for a moment after Dawn spoke, wondering if this was about what happened with Mila or something else.
Then he glanced towards the dining table again.
His mother was still seated there quietly.
Her fingers rested loosely around the glass in front of her, but she wasn't drinking from it.
She looked nervous.
Jamal exhaled softly before finally walking back towards the dining area.
The moment Candace noticed him approaching, she straightened slightly in her seat.
Jamal pulled out the chair opposite her and sat down. "Dawn says you want to talk to me?"
She nodded.
For a few seconds, neither of them spoke.
Then Jamal smiled faintly, deciding to lighten the atmosphere. "Should I be worried?"
Candace blinked slightly. "Worried about what?"
