I rushed upstairs shouting as I ran, ‘I’m home! Sorry I’m late!’
‘Jo, if I’ve told you once I’ve told you a thousand times, you can’t be late in the modeling business.’ I heard the muffled rebuke coming from somewhere in my room. I really should clean this place… I thought.
‘And if I’ve told you once then I’ve told you a thousand times…ya can when your mom is the hottest photogragher there is. Besides, we’re not gonna be that late.’ My mom popped her head out from my walk-in closet, and smiled that smile she always smiles when she knows I’m right.
‘Hurry up and lets go, would ya?’ I teased.
‘Hey!’ she said laughing. ‘I’m looking for that cute out fit you wore to your cousins wedding. I’m not sure it’s even here…look at this place, Jo!’
‘I knowww. I’ll clean it this weekend. Is this it?’, I asked holding up the dress. My mom breathed out a sigh and said, ‘Yes! Now let’s gooo!’
All I could do was smile. My mom is too cool…

Not too far away, a truck pulled to the side of the road…