It’s very nice to meet you. My Cammie’s told me a lot about you.” Keanu wondered how he’d never seen Cammie’s mother in town over the years. Of course he hadn't been around much in the last ten years or so. She didn’t look old enough to have a grown daughter, but the shuttered look he saw when he gazed into her eyes kept his questions unasked. When he’d carried a twelve-year old Cammie home, it was her grandfather who’d met him at the door. He rolled his shoulders to ease the tension, releasing Dyani’s hands with a gentle squeeze she returned. “Cammie’s talked about me to you? I think we should discuss this further,” he joked. Cammie’s mother laughed, easing the last of the tension around her eyes. Both women nudged each other, real affection shown in their actions. He left Cammie with her mother while he spoke with the other firemen. When he came back around to where he’d left the two women, he noticed Dyani had relaxed. Her posture wasn’t as stiff, and she actually smiled at him.
