Chapter 144

Jack said to Phoebe, "I've got something to take care of, so I'll be heading out now. Let's catch up another time." The people around them exchanged knowing looks. At least he knew when to leave. He clearly wasn't welcome here, so he was smart enough to make himself scarce. Phoebe, understanding Jack's position, gave him a small nod and stood up. "I'll walk you out." But Jack quickly waved her off. "No need. Stay and enjoy the party with your friends." Just as he was about to leave, the hotel doors swung open. A young man walked in, carefully supporting a middle-aged woman carrying a wooden shoulder pole with baskets hanging from both ends. He spoke gently to her, his tone full of concern. "Mom, take it slow. Watch your step." The woman wasn't that old, but years of hard labor had aged her beyond her years. Her skin was darkened from the sun, her face lined with deep creases from a life of struggle. The baskets she carried contained a bundle of blankets and some fa