Chapter 297


    Chapter 297 Digging for Answers


    “What’s on your mind?” my mom asked, eyeing me with concern. “You always look so weighed down


    with worries. I’m afraid you’ll burn out soon.”


    I managed a weak grin and met her gaze. “Mom, are you hexing me?”


    She clicked her tongue in disapproval and replied, “Of course not! Why would I curse you? I am just


    worried you are thinking too hard and wearing yourself out.”


    I offered a small smile but could not hide my curiosity. “What’s there to think about?”


    She let out a sigh of relief. “That’s my girl. You should take a page out of Alice’s book, you know. She’s


    in her thirties and still looks so fresh and lively. You’re way younger, yet you two could pass for the


    same age.”


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    Herment caught me off guard, and I did not know whether tough or cry. “Mom, are you saying I


    look ugly or just old?”


    She


    gave a helpless shrug. “What kind of talk is that? I’m just giving you a nudge. You’ve been a looker


    since you were a kid. I just hope that when you’re Alice’s age, you’ll still be as gorgeous and fit as you


    are now.”


    I was at a loss for words at her logic. After a moment, I ventured, “Has Alice ever been married?”


    “Not anymore!” my mom shook her head, sharing thetest gossip. “She had a husband once, but they


    split up. Not too long after they called it quits, her ex kicked the bucket.”


    I paused, taken aback. “He died?”


    Mom nodded. “Yeah, he passed away from sickness. Mary touched on it before, but I didn’t pry. It’s not


    exactly cheerful stuff to dig into, you know? What’s up with you? Since when did you care about


    digging into other people’s business? You’ve got enough chaos in your own life, don’t you?”


    I pressed a hand to my forehead. Mom always knew how to push my buttons. “You’ve got a point. I was


    just being a little nosy. I noticed she seemed to hit it off with Maxwell, and I got curious.”


    She shot me a look that could freezeva. “Drop the drama, will you? Little Sanchez and Alice are


    good kids. They just clicked, nothing more. Alice probably just sees him as a little brother she needs to


    look after. Little Sanchez has not been back long and doesn’t have many friends here. Him finding


    someone to chat with is a good thing. Don’t stir up trouble.”


    Her words made me feel like I was trying to dance on quicksand. I managed a sheepish grin.” Mom, I


    say one little thing, and youe back at me with a whole lecture. What, a few days apart, and I’m


    disowned?”


    She made that tsk sound that meant trouble. “As if I could do that if I tried.


    I made a face. “Feels like, I am on the verge, the way you are shutting me down. I just wanted to catch


    up on what has been going on with you guys up in the mountains, but you’re putting up walls before I


    even get a word out.”


    She gave me that exasperated mom look. “Is this why you have been circling around the topic


    Chapter 297 Digging for Answers


    with me?”


    I shrugged. “Not exactly. I just wanted to check in on you.”


    She squinted at me like she was trying to read my mind. “Something tells me you’re not telling me


    everything. Come on, Yvette, spill it. Are you hiding something from me?”


    I pressed my hand to my forehead in exasperation and said, “Mom, I’m just really curious. You heard


    Maxwell on the phone, right? He said they found something in the mountains and wanted to check it


    out, but then Alice cut him off. I’m your daughter, I just want to know what you guys found out there. Do


    you really have to keep it from me?”


    Mom looked at me with a mix of frustration and resignation. “If you want to know so badly, why didn’t


    you just ask directly? Why beat around the bush with me?”


    I gave a sheepish grin. “I guess I didn’t know how to bring it up. Plus, I wanted to catch up with you. It’s


    been days since west talked, and I’ve missed you like crazy.”


    At that, her lips twitched into a smile. “We didn’t find much. Alice thinks the ground under the mountain


    is hollow, not from any natural disaster, but like it was mined out years ago. I don’t really get all that


    stuff, and I didn’t pry. If it turns out to be an old mine, then the ident that took little Sanchez’s


    parents might not have been an act of God, but someone’s doing. Though, after all these years,


    whoever was responsible is probably long gone.”