He's Good Enough

Just as trains of thoughts flooded Silvia's mind, they arrived at the neighborhood where her mother lived. Terry stopped the car and said, "Miss Turner, we have arrived." "Oh... Okay..." Silvia came to her senses and replied.  She got out of the car and thanked Terry. Just as she was walking into the neighborhood, she saw Mrs. Turner coming out of the supermarket. "Mom." "Silvia, you're back." When Mrs. Turner saw Silvia's pale face, she held her hand to Silvia's forehead, asking, "Are you not feeling well?" "I'm fine, Mom," Silvia shook her head. She gave Mrs. Turner a smile, but the smile was not reassuring at all. She quickly changed the subject. "Mom, what have you bought? Did you buy my favorite chicken wings?" "No. You didn't call me in advance so I didn't know you were coming back." There was still a concerned look on Mrs. Turner's face, but since Silvia was unwilling to say it, she didn't ask more. "Baby, I'll go back in and buy some chicken wings for you." "Mom, you don't have