Chapter 32With the phone pressed to his ear, Henley anxiously stood by the living room window, checking the road. “Man, I hope I did the right thing,” he said.
“You did, Henley. You really did.” On the line, Laurie’s voice was tense. “I so wish I could be there, too, but Mateo’s got school and—”
“It’s okay. It’s fine. It would have been a little overwhelming for him, anyway.” Any moment now, Mason’s parents would be pulling up into the path. They were here to help. Mason would be coming home in an hour and they were here to offer their support. “Tell me again what your father thinks of me.”
“He said he liked your tone of voice and how calm you sounded and he said he thought you had a good head on your shoulders. That you did the right thing by calling them.” She sighed. “Henley, my dad
