C8 Chapter 8

"Sweetheart… please. If you can’t do it for Geena, please do it for Uncle Jack.”

“Mother… I’m sure, Uncle Jack would understand and forgive my absence,” I said.

There was silence on the other end of the line.

“Mother?”

“Think about it, dear. You have another three weeks.”

“Mom, it doesn’t matter if I had three years to think it over, I’m not going.” I went to hang up the phone, but one small