Fairy Tale

Chapter 16: Mama Lee

The big fancy door, with a big frosted glass window flew open. Making Emily jump. Standing in the entrance, framed in the glowing light from the hall light was a shorter Asian lady. Her long hair was twisted up and held by a clip. 

"Minho! There you are! You had me worried! You must be Emily. Come in come in." She ushed the two of them into the front entrance. "Minho!" She turned to her son, "You fed the poor girl?" 

"Yes mom! We stopped for cheeseburgers!" He rolled his eyes, but he had a small smile, this must be a normal thing. 

"Good good. Come in come in, we don't bite. Shoes off, make your self at home." 

"Mom! Slim it! You're gonna scare her! Sheesh!" Minho grumbled. 

"You slim it young man!" She scolded Minho, she turned and took hold of Emily's hand and almost dragged her down the hall, "This poor girl needs some food and good shower and straight to bed. How is your loved one, dear?" 

Emily felt a little overwhelmed by her, she was so bubbly and chatty, but she was warm and kind. She had the same kind sparkling eyes as Minho. Emily looked over her shoulder, Minho was standing in the entrance, his head in his hand and shaking it. He glanced up at her and he gave her an apologetic look. But he finally followed. 

"Mom! Seriously..." 

"No mom seriously me, this child is too thin." She was sat down onto the counter on a stool.

"I'm okay, really Mrs. Lee. Minho made me eat. I'm full!" Emily reassured her

"She ate just as much as me!" Minho threw his hands into the air.

"Did she now?" Mrs. Lee's eyebrows shot up, "A girl with an appetite! Finally, unlike that last one. you brought home." 

Emily had to fight really hard not to snort and giggle. Minho's face went pink. 

"The last girl he brought home...she did nothing but pick. Hardly ate. She wasn't a good match for my Minho." 

"Mom. Stawp!" He whined, his face going even more pink. "Also we are not dating. She's a friend." 

"Technicalities." Mrs. Lee waved a hand. "The last girl you brought into this house was a tooth pick. I never liked her. This one however, you make my son smile when he talks about you."

"Stop! Please I beg you." He grumbled, running a hand down his face, "It was for the freaken project, mom!

"No, please tell me more about his last girlfriend, this is great!" Emily leaned on her elbows on the counter, leaning forwards eagerly waiting for more.

Mrs. Lee grinned mischievously. "I like this one." 

The corners of Emily's mouth turned up into a grin. Minho just rolled his eyes. 

"Don't encourage her! Now come, I'll show you where the shower is and the extra bedroom." He motioned with his head, and Emily slid off the stool. 

"It was nice to meet you Mrs. Lee, and thank you for letting me stay." 

"Anytime dear. He doesn't bring girls home or let them stay, so you must be a special one." She smirked at them. Emily's cheeks were now just as red as Minho's. 

"Seriously, mom, you are awful." 

"Eh," she shrugged. "What is a mother if she can't embarrass her child." Her cheeky grin slipped and she camp closer, she was serious all of a sudden, "Please stay as long as you need dear. Our house is your house." 

"Thank you."

"I left some towels and some things on the bed. Good night, Dear." Mrs. Lee turned and went up the stairs, and there was a door closing. Minho groaned, and ran a hand down his face.