Fortunately, Josie didn't make things difficult for her. She nodded frankly, her tone calm. "Yes, he's the son of my neighbors. We grew up together, and I've had a crush on him since we were kids."
There wasn't a hint of concealment in her words.
Mrs. Hawthorne looked into her clear, candid eyes and sighed inwardly.
'I never expected this girl to be so frank. She never intended to hide anything from us from the very beginning.'
Besides... it seemed that while her own son was exceptionally brilliant, all the men in Josie's life were just as remarkable—one in a million.
'Forget it.' She tried to convince herself once more. 'Times have really changed. The way young people think and live is completely different now.'
"Mrs. Hawthorne?" Seeing that the older woman was just staring at her with a complicated expression, not saying a word, Josie couldn't help but call out to her.
She was polite to Mrs. Hawthorne, largely because she was Lucas Lockwood's mother.
