“I am team keep Harper alive until she is old, gray, and wrinkly, living in a nursing home and pinching every male nurse on the ass and propositioning them, so I can be there too watching and laughing at the show.” Felisha has me half smiling at the vision she mentioned.

“I’ll take the gray, but that’s a big fat no for the wrinkles. That’s what Botox is for, and we both know you won’t be letting those wrinkles appear on your face either.” We both have a little giggle which is what I needed.

“Harper,” she pleads for me to listen.

“Yeah.”

“I’m really sorry this is happening again, but please, just let the boys do their job. I can’t lose you.” Felisha is choking up a little on the phone, and by the sounds of it, fighting back some tears.

“You won’t. I’m strong,” is all I can say, with my own tears welling in my eyes.

“Good, and go easy on Forrest, will you. I kind of need to stick up for him now that he’s going to be family too.” My heart jumps at the way she has included that I am her family too.

“Where’s the fun in that? Annoying him brings me joy, and he deserves it most of the time. I’d better go, my boss is a snarky bitch, and she gets pissed off if I slack off on the job.” Both of us laugh because it couldn’t be any further from the truth. One, because she never criticizes me, and two, I work damn hard, and she knows that too.

“I have heard that about her. Go, and we’ll talk later. Love you.”

“Love you too,” I reply, and as I hang up, another text message appears on my screen.

Forrest: I have organized for my car to be taken home. I will drive us home in your car tonight after the meeting.

As I’m about to blast him in a reply, I look to check if it’s in the group chat or just a message to me. It’s a private message to me, so it’s fair game.

Harper: You’re not invited, so enjoy your walk home.

Forrest: Try and keep me away. The meeting is important! You’re important!

Harper: Why is everything in riddles today? Seriously, you are doing my head in.

Forrest: Good, now you know how I’ve felt for months. See you at seven.

I’m so confused.