Two days later, I am in Georgia. I’m not exactly sure how Tristan talked me into this, but he did. Today, I am meeting his family. The same family that he hasn’t seen in almost three years. I told him he should be going alone. I mean, this seems like a pretty intimate moment for him and his family, but he insists that he wants me to meet them, and that they will be fine that I’m coming along. Late last night, I got a call from Alik. Elana’s health has taken a turn and it seems she’s getting better. She’s not out of the woods yet, but they now think it’s possible that she might pull through this. Hopefully by the time I go home for Christmas break, she will be out of the hospital. As Tristan drives towards his older sister’s home, he holds my hand when he doesn’t need to shift gears. He is really nervous, which is probably the real reason he wanted me to come today. I think I help calm him down. “It’s going to work out just fine,” I assure him. “I know. It’s just been so long.
