Jamal's heart was beating fast as he dialed his mother's line and waited for her to receive the call.
He paced around the room while Abigail was perched on the bed watching him. Despite all that was going on, Abigail was very happy to be able to sit this way with Jamal and talk freely without having to worry about anything.
The moment the call connected, Jamal stopped pacing. "Hey, mom!"
"I was just about to call you. I was in the middle of a meeting that lasted too long and I was just informed about the change of plans. Are you okay? Are you all out of the house now?"
"Yes. We are out and we are fine. When last did you hear from Aunt Andy?" Jamal asked, going straight to the point since that was more important to him.
Aunt Andy was like his second mother, and he wasn't just worried about her because of Mari. He was worried about her because she had been a part of his life from birth and has always loved him like her own son.
"Andy is fine…"
