Freya's heart melted at his mom's words. He got up, walked over to her, and gave her a big hug. "I'll always be your little boy, Mom," he said, his voice filled with emotion.
Freya had always been the sort of person who did the small, stubborn things: checking on elderly neighbors, carrying packages up narrow staircases, and bringing homemade soup to anyone sidelined by illness. To those around her she was reliable, warm, and a little fierce when it came to protecting the people she loved. Some called her a “mama’s girl” in affection — a label she wore lightly, proud of where she came from and the family that shaped her. mommysboy 24 03 20 freya parker penny barber st