"Sister," after saying this, Flynn Reid's eyes darted around, then he leaned a little closer to Flossie Wright and asked expectantly, "Can I call you 'Mom'?"
"No."
Without much thought, Flossie Wright promptly refused.
"Why?" Flynn Reid was immediately disappointed.
"Figure it out yourself."
Flossie Wright tossed the question back at him.
Mom?
She hadn't quite planned to suddenly get an extra son.
Flynn Reid pouted with frustration, thinking to himself, Dad, this is as far as I can help you.
Finally, Flynn Reid smiled at Flossie Wright, "Let's go with Auntie Wright."
"Okay."
Flossie Wright responded.
Just like that, the two casually settled on the address.
As for Glenn Hutchinson, after finishing cooking and coming out, he heard Flynn Reid's reserved address and subtle attempts to please Flossie Wright, but Glenn Hutchinson didn't pursue the matter further.
Today was Wednesday, and Flossie Wright barely had a day off, with training scheduled for tomorrow.
