My Son Brought a 45-Year-Old Woman to Prom—Then She Looked at Me and Said, “You Have Five Minutes to Tell Him the Truth”

here.”

“I’m fine on the porch,” Vanessa said quickly. “Actually, sweetheart, would you mind grabbing me a glass of water? My throat is a little dry from the drive.”

“Sure. Mom, you want anything?”

“No,” I managed. “Thank you, baby.”

Austin disappeared inside.

The instant the screen door clicked shut, Vanessa stepped closer.

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