It’s already been a couple of weeks since the fiasco of a family weekend vacation.
With me being arrested, interrogated, and released. And Kaylee’s meltdown from what our family put poor Alex through, it was an emotional weekend, to say the least.
“Kaylee?” I call out from the hallway.
“In my bedroom, mom!” She yells out from her room.
Knocking lightly on the door frame, I peek my head in.
“Humm…” She mumble’s out, peaking her nose out of the book she was reading.
“I have to head out for a couple of hours, do you need anything in town?” I ask.
“No, I’m good.” She replies, getting back to her book.
“Alright. If there’s anything, give my cell a call. You going to be ok?” I ask, trying to be as natural as possibly can.
Planning her surprise birthday party is turning out to be a bit t
