Ignoring the call, he resumed kissing her.
But the persistent ringing refused to stop.
Maggie broke the kiss.
âCheck who it is.
It might be important.
â
Sanfordâs expression darkened as he reached for his jacket and the phone.
Seeing the caller ID, his brow furrowed.
It was his father calling.
âDad, whatâs going on?â
âSanford, come home quick.
Your momâs heart condition has flared up again.
â
His fatherâs worry cut through the line.
His face grave, Sanford nodded.
âIâm on my way.
â
Straightening his shirt, he prepared to leave for Wragos.
Maggie, wrapped in his jacket, asked, âIs everything okay?â
âMomâs healthâs acting up.
I have to head back,â Sanford said.
Maggie felt like sheâd been hit with ice water.
All the romance vanished.
The joy of their reunion faded as reality called.
Thinking of what Janiya had done, Maggieâs fists clenched.
Then, breaking the silence, she said, âHold up.
Iâm coming too.
â
Sanford paused.
âYou want to tag along?â
âYes.
â
After a moment, he nodded.
âAlright then.
â
After a quick change of clothes for Maggie, they were out the door and on their way.
In the car, staring at the night, Maggie spoke up.
âArenât you curious why Iâm coming?â
Sanford cast a glance in Maggieâs direction.
âYou thinking about confronting my mom?â
Maggieâs fingers clenched.
âAnd if I am, arenât you worried youâll stir her up by bringing me back?â
Sanford maintained his grip on the wheel, his gaze fixed on the road ahead, his tone unwavering.