Chapter Twenty-Eight
Elias
“Thank you,” Sandra said through the phone line.
“It was really no problem,” I replied, pausing to stuff my jacket in my backpack as I got ready to leave the plane hangar for the evening.
“I know you aren’t the father, and I’ll call as soon as we have the official results.”
“I hope this helps resolve the problems with Greg’s family.”
“It should.” There was a pause, and Sandra cleared her throat. “I know it’s been a while, and I can’t change the past, but I want you to know I’m sorry again.”
“Apology accepted,” I replied, meaning it. I had let go of what happened with Sandra, and perhaps I would always be a little bitter about my old friend’s involvement, but we all do stupid s**t.
“Now, I hope you won’t let that hold you back from finding the right girl.
