Jesslyn pulled her suitcase down the hall, her phone pressed to her ear and a scowl on her face. "Mother, I am not coming back to Scotland for the Holidays. I already told you, I'm going to my boyfriend's house." Jesslyn cringed when she heard her mother screaming in her ear. "Yes, mother, I have a boyfriend. One that I love. And I'm not being a stupid little girl. Not everyone has to live their life like a prostitute mother." She shot back, snapping her phone shut with a sneer.
When she reached Isaac's door, Jesslyn smiled and opened it. "Hello sweeite," Jess said, propping her suitcase against the door frame."You ready?"