The rest of Christmas Day was calm. We had lunch with Demetri and his parents. His Mom must be the best cook ever. She recently started helping the cooks in the pack house. Even better were her desserts. I really think she should open her own bakery. That evening, we called Mateo and something was off in his voice. Oli and Demetri thought I was crazy but Bryan and I heard something. “Mateo, is everything OK?” I asked. “Uh yeah it’s all good.” “Do me a favor…..you have my number memorized, right?” “Yes Liv, it’s memorized.” He said, sounding like a little kid. I could almost see him rolling his eyes. “Then call me when you are ready to talk, no matter the time or place.” “Yes Mom.” He replied sarcastically. Causing me to laugh. The rest of the evening was filled with family a

