I started to worry about him and sent him a text just after Thanksgiving. I hope your Thanksgiving was a great one. Funny stuff around here with my mother in law, of course and cooking with two little ones, but we had a good time. I’m thankful you’re still in my life. Love ya. I didn’t get a response for another week. It was short and to the point. I looked at it for a long time picking apart words not there, wondering how I should feel. Tgiving was good. Love you too, NikiJay I knew it was just a text, but even my name was spelled wrong. December and January came and went with no calls from Will and few texts. When he did text me, the text messages were short and to the point. Merry Christmas Happy New Year Thinking of you Hope U R ok Sing a song for me Kiss the girls Finally the first week of February, I called him. Rebecca answered. “Hello?” Rebecca said with a hurried voice. “Rebecca?” I asked. “Yeah, who’s this?” She asked. “Uh, it’s Nikki Ford, Rebecca. Is Will around?”
