[Yes, Helen would have demanded details. It was her motherly duty. She wanted Ashley to find someone who made her happy; she also wanted to know whoever it was would be good enough for her.
The second text made her smile, once again thanking whatever power was listening that she had such a beautiful and loving daughter who was willing to humor her overprotective and sometimes anxious nature. And how had she gotten to know her mother so well. It was exactly what she'd needed after the previous night's dream.]
I'd like that very much. Come over whenever you'd like. I'll have your room ready.
[As if she didn't always have a room ready. Just in case.]
You'll let me know when you're on your way?
[It did seem it was going to be another of those particularly protective stretches. At least she wasn't asking her to call every time she left her apartment.]