The Hoffman family's old house came alive as Janet sprinted toward Charles, only to be stopped in her tracks by his warning glare. "Didn't you notice I'm helping Aunt?"

Janet's lips tightened as she shot a glance at Nancy. Seeing Nancy's weary expression, Janet's eyes betrayed a flicker of annoyance. However, with Charles there, she held back her frustration and forced a smile. "Aunt Nancy, it's been ages! How are you holding up?" "Weren't we just together yesterday?" Nancy could see right through Janet's fake concern. She knew Janet was not her biggest fan.

"Oh, Aunt Nancy, silly me and my forgetful brain! I must miss you so much that it feels like forever when you're not around," Janet said, her face not even blushing with the lie. "Let me give you a hand, Aunt Nancy!"

"No need. Charles is all the help I need," Nancy declined gently. "Charles, I can walk on my own. Maybe you should head back. Weren't you saying you had things to do?"

"Sure. So, you'll go inside on your own?"

out, thrilled, only to overhear Nancy suggesting her son leave. Clarisse's

it to come across that way, and she understood Clarisse's reasons for being upset. Still, it was hard not to feel ashamed when

she knew that Charles probably would

years. And now what? You're going to try and keep me from seeing my son?" Clarisse's words grew harsher, her tone

his mother's harsh words. "Mother, do you think I'm

confronted her. "Charles, I am your mother. How can you speak to me this way? You know

Aunt Nancy,

every way that counts!" Charles cut her off, his patience

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