Chapter 11
Life was settling in to a routine of my shiftwork, and Brett’s contract work kept him equally busy. I was sitting home making a grocery list when the phone rang.
“Hi Sam, I was wondering if Brett is around?”
“Hey Paula, no, he’s off in the wide blue yonder somewhere. I’ll tell him you called. How are things there?”
Paula was Brett and Randy’s mother. She and their father lived in Ontario. She owned a hair salon and her husband William had a successful dental practice. We spoke often on the phone, but never met.
“Everything’s fine. Will and I figured we should come for a visit and wanted to get an idea of your schedules before we do. I’ll check with the hotel to see if there are rooms available, as well.”
“Sweet, I’d like to finally meet you. Why not book for next week and
