Mrs. York pursed her lips, "Why does everything sound so different when it comes out of your mouth?"

Quintessa grinned, "What's up with Tyrone? Does he even know you're getting pushed around out here? Can't even stand up for his own mom. Some son he is."

Mrs. York quickly replied, "I haven't told him. He can be a bit rough around the edges. He always acts first, and thinks later. If I made a big deal out of it, people would say the Yorks are just throwing their weight around."

Quintessa found it amusing, "There's a time and place for standing your ground. Some folks will only see your patience as weakness. Not everyone deserves your kindness."

Suddenly, Quintessa realized that she was schooling someone who could be her own mother.

Mrs. York sat up straight, with her head bowed like a scolded child, nodding, "I get it, people like Vivian doesn't deserve my kindness."

Quintessa smiled, "Exactly, people like me as well."

Mrs. York looked up; the moment she met Quintessa's amused gaze, she felt a bit awkward, "You're not bad. I might have misjudged you before."

shrugged with a smile, "See, you're too trusting. I do one little thing for you, and you think I'm a saint. But I'm far from it. Maybe

never really planned on marrying Ty, did you?" It dawned on Mrs. York that perhaps it was

raised an eyebrow, "Marry into the York family? A lot of women

know you're not

to Quintessa, pointing at his watch, reminding her that it was time to

I am exactly what you think. You don't have to like me, and I've never expected you to. Helping you this time just squares us for that rack of steak I ate at

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a sigh, "Mr. Harrington,

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