We had the best news from my boss. That Elvis passed all his tests with flying colors. I hoped Elvis would stay on his healthy journey. And not fall back just because he was doing better these days. I did have that worry in the back of my mind.
I tried not to let it worry about it. At least Elvis was off drugs. And he was eating ten times better. That was what mattered the most. We were getting ready to go out to California at his other home.
I was also worried about meeting Lisa Marie again. And Cilla. Last time Elvis had ignored me like I was a no one when they were around. But that was because I had hurt his pride to.
Things changed. I doubted this round he would ignore me. Right? I sigh as I sit on my bed going over what I needed to bring on this trip.
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