As I walked into the backyard, I couldn't help but notice Mrs. Johnson. She was...different. Her long, curly brown hair cascaded down her back, and her bright smile sparkled in the sunlight. She was wearing a fitted white tank top and a pair of distressed denim shorts, which seemed to accentuate her curves.
Alex noticed the exchange and raised an eyebrow. "Mom, you're being a little too friendly, don't you think?" he teased.
"Thanks, Mrs. J," I stammered.
Mrs. Johnson just laughed and playfully swatted him on the arm. "Hey, I'm just trying to make sure everyone has a good time!"