At the hotel, Candy was waiting for Slade to get changed so they could head to the opening ceremonies and press conferences. Colt was going to be back any second to cuff them up and head to the arena.
With phone in hand, Candy took the time alone to call the nursing facility, needing to hear if her mom was okay.
“Candy, how are you? We’re having a showing party here for your first big pay-per-view. All the residents are excited.”
“That’s great, Dr. Olson. How’s Mom?”
“I’m heading to her room now. She’s been in good spirits the last few days. We had a brief response yesterday, and this morning she ate on her own without help. She had a visitor and after they left, she seemed to be calm and more responsive.”
“A visitor?” Candy asked, worried about who it could be.
“Yes. A bald man with
