Pop and I didn’t have heart to hearts. We just didn’t. Maybe he was just curious on how things were with me since the holidays. There really were no new developments. Except for Roxie that was. I always kept my gram in the know of what was going on with me professionally. Everything was still on track for my career, and I was doing fine in school. She relayed that info to the rest of my family. I only hoped this chat didn’t last long. I didn’t know how long Roxie would be and I wanted to talk with her. I had no idea she’d lost her momma, too. Although it was under different circumstances since her mom passed away and my brothers and I were abandoned before I’d even hit kindergarten. That loss connected Roxie and me when I grabbed her hand. I felt that, and I think in a way, she did, too. We needed to talk about so many things. I not only needed to know, but I wanted to know everything about her. And I wanted her to have the same with me. She needed to know she could trust me.
