Chapter 38 ~ December 29 Father ChristmasSteve followed the signs on the RCMP campus to the Heritage Centre, and parked on the curb. Sophie and Steve waited in the car while Camelia made her way inside, where a young man with a high and tight haircut was helping two women with tickets for the museum. She looked around. An older gentleman in a red volunteer vest approached Camelia.
Wow. He looks really good for his age.
“Oh my god. Mr. Conroy? I can’t believe it.” Camelia held out her hand. “Camelia Belmont. I was a close friend of Janet, back in high school,” she said, grinning.
His face lit up, and he opened his arms for a hug. “Well, I’ll be damned. Look at you! All grown up but not aged a day. Of course I remember you. How could I forget the 16 year old kid that threw up all over me
