Mediocre crafting skills combined with Pinterest inspired creativity had led Laurie to her son’s door, a large, neatly organized basket in tow. It was a bit later than she’d planned but she’d wanted her house warming gift to be perfect. She had to double and triple check to make sure she hadn’t left out anything important, and she was clearly using it as an excuse to visit her son. She didn’t want to be an overbearing mother, but she missed her baby boy and she would jump at any chance to make sure he was doing well. Ringing the doorbell, she called out teasingly, “Andrew Davis, if you don’t let me in, I’m returning your presents!”
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