[Ian]
When I reached the front of the RV, I leaned against the grill as I pulled out my phone and dialed Fern. This would be fine. She would understand, and so would Jaden. They had big hearts, and I knew they’d see Bailey needed us as much as we needed her. They just had to meet her.
After a few rings, Fern answered the phone and her voice, warm and familiar.
“Hey Ian, what’s up?” she asked.
“Hey Fern, listen, I know this is last minute, but I need you to pack up the kids and start heading for Utah,” I said, excitement creeping into my tone despite the tension I felt.
“Is everything okay? Why do we need to run? Did that Damson b***h find out what you were?”
I couldn’t help but frown when I heard the concerned tone in Fern’s voice. It was almost like I could see her face. I knew her
