Chapter 13Albeit a restless night, Alex rose early, revived. Although, disappointed at his losses from the robbery, nothing could wipe the smile from his face thinking about his daughter. He quickly showered and prepared breakfast. Only when munching through his second slice of toast did he remember; he'd forgotten to fulfil his promise to call his boys.
Hoping he'd be able to make up for lost time, he phoned the landline.
“I believe congratulations are in order,” Helen said. Despite her words, her tone was caustic. “I guess you were out celebrating most of the night because you didn't call. Craig and Andrew stayed in all evening expecting to hear from you. They were very disappointed. You shouldn't let them down like that.”
Over the years, Alex thought he'd become immune to Helen's bar
