TRAVIS
The last few days have been rough. Although Paige’s mother was hospitalized for three days, she’s back home now resting.
I got to meet her and she is a lovely woman. She took a particular liking to me, unlike the rest of her family. She and I got on like a house on fire. She doesn’t seem to care much about our age difference or any of the other rational reasons why Paige and I shouldn’t be together. She’s just happy that her daughter is happy.
It makes me feel good that I have an ally in the family. Maybe with time she’ll convince the others.
I’m expecting a call from Paige so when my phone rings and I’m in the bathroom, I literally run to my bedside table to answer it. However, it’s not Paige. The name that flashes across the screen causes my spine to stiffen. I answer.
“Felic
