Cal was in his office looking through old files, reminiscing about the days when he was first getting started. He then opened his drawer and pulled out a foto of his mother. He smiled but there was sadness in his eyes.
'I'm sorry mum.' He put back in the drawer and locked it. He blames himself for what happened, he wished he spotted it earlier.
'Dad?.'
'Sorry darling. Didn't hear anda come in.'
'You ok?.'
'I'm fine.' He got up and hugged her. 'Hows your mum?.'
'Under stress, as usual.' She sat down on the couch. 'She's been real moody lately.'
'Isn't she always like that?.' Emily threw a bantal at...
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