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Trenton rubbed his forehead. “I messed things up, Mom. I’m not sure how to fix them.”
“With Celia?” she asked.
Trenton let out a soft laugh. “How do you do that?”
“I know all my kids better than you all think,” his mom said, and he heard the smile in her voice. “And you do know how to fix things. Talk to her.”
“She’s avoiding me,” Trenton admitted. “She even moved out this morning.”
“I thought you two might be living together.”
He winced. “I offered her a place to stay when she had nowhere to go.”
“You’re a sweetheart like that. Always trying to take care of people. It makes me so proud of you.”
Her praise made him feel even more raw. “You wouldn’t be if you knew what I’d done.”
“I’ll always be proud of you, no matter what.” His mom paused. “Did you intend to hurt someone with your actions?”
“Of course not,” Trenton said. He had never wanted to hurt Celia or Malcolm.
“Then you can fix it.”
Some of the hopelessness he was feeling began to lift, but he still shook his head. “I don’t even know where to find her.”
“I thought I raised someone more tenacious than that,” his mom chided.
He smiled into the phone. “Thanks for calling, Mom.”
“Anytime, honey,” she said. “And bring her over when you get things worked out properly.”
“I hope to,” Trenton said, not ready to make that promise yet. He still had no idea what he was going to say to her. To his surprise, the phone rang again, this time showing Blake’s number. He answered. “Blake?”
“Hey, Trent, I thought you should know something happened to Katie.”
“What?” Trent stood. “When? How is Malcolm?”
“He just went in to see her. She came out of surgery a little while ago.”
“Surgery? It was that serious?”
“Her appendix or something, but they said it was going to be okay.” Blake’s voice lowered, more like he was talking to himself. “She’s going to be okay.”
Trenton had realized long ago how things were for Blake. “How are you holding up?”
“Me? I’m just here for Malcolm.”
“Right,” Trenton said, sighing to himself. “Is he okay?”
“Better now that she’s out of surgery. Sorry, I should have called you sooner.”
“That’s not a problem. I appreciate you calling me.” Trenton patted his pocket to check for his keys, walking around his desk. “I’m heading to the hospital now.”
Blake was silent for a moment. “You should know, Celia’s here.”
Trenton closed his eyes. “All right. Thanks.”
“Sure,” Blake said, and they both hung up.
