“Those we love never truly leave us. There are things that death cannot touch.” ― Jack Thorne
Noah's pov
“Noah, how are you?”
I stared at the screen of my laptop, the man looking back at me was less merrier than the last time I saw him.
“Hey, Dad.”
His eyes closed as he smiled. I was waiting for Meredith to call, or for the carrier to return with a fully healed Josiah and some files but then I got a call on Skype.
“Have you forgotten what day it is?”
I scratched the back of my head, I probably look like a kid who got caught with his hand in the cookie jar. I tried to remember what day could be so important for my dad to call, he only ever called when he wanted to me visit- the man does not like technology. Or on mom’s…
Shit!
“I completely forgot, dad, I’m sorry.” I felt gui
