"Mom, it's seven thirty. Can we go home yet?" I ask my mother only to get a head shake in return
We've been walking around for two hours.
My feet are killing me.
"Just a little while longer" Charlotte whispers near my ear as she places her hands and my shoulders and massages them
I immediately relax from her touch as she lightly and expertly moves her fingers on my tense shoulder bones.
I close my eyes and lean into her touch which causes her to lightly laugh.
"Does it feel okay?" She asks softly which causes me to quickly nod my head. She carefully guides us over to a metal bench not that far away from us.
"I'm not sitting on that" I say since I'm already shaking from continuous cold breeze
"No problem" she says before she removes her hands from my shoulders and sits on the bench
How is she not freezing?!
She pats her thighs as if silently telling me to 'sit' which causes me to blush as I look down at my boots.
"Are you sure? I don't want you to feel uncomfortable" I say wh