Meet Me Where the Oak Tree Grows novel Chapter 47

I took a sip, and it was sweet.

In a haze, it felt like just yesterday when I had that sugary drink in the hospital. Jonah rummaged through my pencil case twice, making sure nothing was missing, and then said with a mock-serious tone, "You're all set, no stragglers. You're good to go."

I doubled over with laughter, and the tension melted away.

On my way to the exam venue, I ran into my classmate, Lord. He strolled over and joked, "What a coincidence! Was that your family there?"

Proudly, I replied, "Yep, my mom and my brother."

He gave me a once-over and teased, "So, is it a rule that only good-looking folks are allowed in your family?"

I paused for a second and then sighed dramatically, "Isn't that the truth?"

We exchanged amused glances and burst out laughing.

"You won't nod off during this exam, right?"

"No way! If I fall asleep during the exam, my brother would dissect me alive when I get home."

Surprised, I asked, "Is your brother into forensic science?"

He nodded, "Yep, at the University of California."

I was speechless for a moment. Who knew a genius was right beside me? If only I had paid more attention during that senior's lecture.

We joked and bantered all the way, like it was just another routine test.

The next three days went off without a hitch.

As I walked out of the venue after the last exam, a wave of relief washed over me. Exhaustion hit, and I craved a three-day nap at home.

Jonah teased me, saying I looked like I'd been drained of all energy.

After dinner, Jonah left for a business trip.

Seeing her insist, I yawned, struggling to keep my eyes open. "Mom, then I'll head to bed."

She looked at me warmly, "Go on. Sleep tight."

Halfway to my room, I remembered something and turned back.

After the exams, they hadn’t asked how I did, not wanting to pressure me. But I wanted to own my success this time.

I whispered in Mom’s ear, "Mom, I think I did really well this time. Let's use my scholarship to go on a trip together. Let's go see the ocean!"

I knew Mom always wanted to collect shells by the beach.

She laughed and pulled me into her arms, "Oh, of course, our Lana is amazing."

Her familiar scent filled my senses, and her embrace was warm. Before I knew it, I blurted out, "Mom, I love you."