The thing about bringing two completely different worlds together is that one of them always gets culture shock.
I was betting it wouldn't be mine.
Charlotte had dismissed Janet and was now pacing her ridiculous VIP suite like a caged leopard in designer heels. The woman who'd just negotiated a multi-million-dollar deal with a masked teenager was apparently nervous about meeting my mom.
'Funny how someone can stare down corporate boardrooms but get rattled by the thought of explaining herself to a nurse from Lincoln Heights.'
"So," Charlotte said, attempting casual conversation while clearly freaking out internally, "tell me about your family. What should I expect?"
I leaned back in a chair and considered how to explain the Carter family dynamics to someone who'd never worried about grocery money in her life.
