Vishal

I had dinner with Karen, Alpha Tommy, Scott, my parents, Ella, and Ray. They all came over to the pack house, and we shared a table. It was a good bonding time, and the only way I could reassure them that I was fine.

Karen insisted on calling Ray and Ella, even though I’d told her over and over again there was no need.

The moment they got her message, they left their home and rushed down here. Ella wouldn’t stop fussing over me, asking again and again if I was really okay.

Mother ...