The next day, Casey and I flew back to Nashville. She was much more relaxed this time, knowing what to expect. Over the next few days, I threw myself into my work, trying to make sense of it all. Frank had been busy and I hadn't been able to talk to him about Casey yet, but he had invited me over for Thanksgiving dinner on Thursday. Frank said it was at Roxanne's insistence, saying that we hadn't had time to catch up lately. I smiled at the thought of Frank's wife. She was a real ...