"I know, darling, but if I know then it's only fair your father does. I realise it isn't ideal and... Well, you know my feelings about Marcus but your father actually respects and likes the man. It's going to be a great deal harder for him but imagine if he found out through Daphne or somebody else like I did," She kissed his cheek. "I know you'll do it, you can have as much time as you need before another family plus Marcus dinner."
She smiled at him. "All right, I'll come before the sun sets. I can help out even if I'm not the most domesticated witch," Tracey put her gloves back on and hugged her son. "I'll see you on Thursday, I love you," she told him before she left to go home.
She oddly felt much lighter as she arrived in her flat. As long as her son approved of Callahan then the rest of society could go to hell.