i am a brutally soft woman
Phoebe smiled at Soh warmly, reaching across the table to pat her cheek in a motherly manner. "You've nothing to be sorry for, dear. It's Jude's poor communication that put us in this position." she said. She would not misplace blame here. Soh had just been doing what any girl would have, gushing about her first boyfriend to a trusted friend. That the world was apparently smaller than they thought had been a surprise to them both.
She laughed as Soh tittered, trying to make excuses for Jude. "I think" she started with exaggeration. "That Jude is a teenage boy and forgets that his parents would still like to know and be a part of his life." she said with sageness. "This is not your fault. So don't worry your pretty little head over it." she said with a grin. "At least I can say my son has good taste." She would have added just like his father but...well he was with Maeve now and that was an entirely different scenario.
She laughed as Soh tittered, trying to make excuses for Jude. "I think" she started with exaggeration. "That Jude is a teenage boy and forgets that his parents would still like to know and be a part of his life." she said with sageness. "This is not your fault. So don't worry your pretty little head over it." she said with a grin. "At least I can say my son has good taste." She would have added just like his father but...well he was with Maeve now and that was an entirely different scenario.
