The next morning Lane was woken up by his cell phone, at first he thought about ignoring it, for the pass few days Imelda had been the one calling him and he wasn't ready to even hear her voice nor talk with her, but his phone kept ringing and disturbing his sleep.
Lane finally decided to answer the phone, he stretched his arm towards the phone trying to find it, on touching it he immediately picked the call without checking who the caller was as sleep was already his best friend at this point.
" Hello son, how are you?" Lane heard the voice of his father whom he had missed for a long time, it had only been months and it felt like years.
" Dad!!" he said as his eyes popped open, he was wide awake, he pulled the covers from himself as he sat up on his bed.
" How are you son?" His father
