Jenna's mother didn't seem to be in a very good mood consider she just met one of her favorite authors. "Yes, I have all of your books, I enjoyed them all, you are an amazing writer. Now if you'll excuse me I must put this back where it belongs." She bowed again and then left to the other room. Mike was no longer grinning but said. "Sunday would be great. Now I'll be back in a minute or so, feel free to play some games on the entertainment system. Or if you have homework to do, Jenna, I trust you'll be responsible as always." He then got up and left after his wife.<br/><br/>Jenna felt like she should explain. "We were in a rough situation before and my mother was very depressed, she could do very little. But she used your books as an escape, got her through that time in a way. But they can sometimes bring her back to that emotional turmoil she was in at that time, she's gotten very depressed at the mere mention of them before. She's better with it sometimes, her depression comes and goes, but I would still appreciate it if we avoided bringing them up to her in the future, my mother is very delicate." Jenna was put out herself, as she herself was thinking about that time and how hard it was on her. But she did her best not to show it. She smiled at Henry. "Where is the book signing at, maybe I could stop by, we certainly have enough books for you to sign. I have only read a few myself, but did enjoy them."