*Dylan's Recollection with Glen*
"I need to go somewhere," said Glen. "Won't be around for a while. There is something that I need to fix."
"Fix? Where?" Dylan asked his aunt, his curiosity piqued.
She shook her head. "I cannot tell you. I just need to be alone to face this."
"When did you start fixing things?" he had asked.
"When they need fixing. However, there is something that you must do for me. My catalog should come out this year, and I'll be doing it for Prada." Glen said.
"Best news I've heard all day," he had complimented her on that achievement.
She smiled for a moment. However, it was forced. Didn't even reach her eyes.
"Well, I can't do it myself, Dylan."
"Why?" He asked.
"You already know why, Dylan. I need to be someplace else that isn't here. And that means t
