"Alright, Mom, stop it. You're always singing my praises. Of course, you think your daughter is amazing, but others might not agree. Besides, men and women can just be good friends. Don't read so much into it."
"You're going to make it awkward for me to even see Sean York."
Grace Winslow waved her hand, not wanting to continue the conversation with Irene Lynch.
Irene Lynch sighed. "Are you really not planning on looking for someone else?"
"I think Sean is a great guy. He's handsome, has a good personality, and he's honest. Plus, he's good to you, and he's nice to your father and me, too."
Grace Winslow didn't answer.
By the time she finished putting away the clothes, it was already evening.
After a simple dinner, Grace Winslow washed up and went straight to bed.
Irene Lynch sighed in frustration. She knew she couldn't convince Grace. Her daughter was all grown up and had a mind of her own. Saying any more would only annoy her.
