by Riker, Becky
“Just in case what?”
“Just in case I ever needed to call him.”
Greely felt a bubble of fear welling, “And did you?”
“Need to call him? Yeah,” her son looked a little irritated. “But I didn’t do it.”
Greely looked away.
“Mom,” Nathan was clearly exasperated, “I’d like to know my dad before I grow up.”
“He doesn’t know about you,” she stared down at her black pumps.
“I know. You said that.”
She crossed the room and sat down on his bed, “Nate, I’ve been thinking about this a lot. It may be time for you to meet him.”
Nate looked up at her in shock. “Doesn’t he live in Virginia?”
“Pennsylvania, actually,” she swallowed hard.
“So, how would that work? We’d go visit?”
Greely shook her head, “I got a job offer in Maryland.”
“In the U.S?”
She nodded.
“We’d be near Jarod and Nick?” he asked about his cousins.
“Pretty close, yes.”
Nathan appeared to be thinking about the situation. It was a lot to contemplate. Nate had lived in Paris all his life and had only been back to the States once a year since then. He had friends in his neighborhood and at his school. On the other hand, Greely knew he wanted a chance to meet his father. The subject had come up more and more often since he had met Jude’s sister the previous year. Greely watched him for a few minutes and then left him to ponder it in private.
She picked up her phone and dialed the international code.
“Iris Keller here.”
“Iris, this is Greely Walker. I need some more details on that position.”
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