“That’s good. I’m sure you’ll get me that green chip in no time.”
“About that…I wanted to ask if I’m able to split my time between this AA group and one being held in Lake Wisteria.”
His head tilts. “I don’t see why not.”
My shoulders drop. “Great.”
The landline on his desk rings.
Leo’s gaze slides from the phone to my face. “Do you have any other questions?”
“Regarding the house—”
“All I can say is to follow your gut.”
“What gut? I’ve just been winging it because I have no idea what I’m doing.”
“Every choice you have made up until this point proves otherwise.” He lifts the phone off the receiver. “Now if you don’t mind, this client is being read his last rites…”
Jesus.
“I’ll see myself out.” I take a few steps toward the door.
“And Callahan?”
I glance at Leo from over my shoulder. “Yes?”
“I trust you’ll find a way to sort all this out.” He returns to his call, and I shut the door behind me.
I trust you’ll find a way to sort all this out?
“What a load of shit.”
After going through another dreadful run-in with my father at the AA meeting, all I want to do is call Lana and hear her voice. So, instead of keeping away, I do just that.
“Hey.” I balance my phone between my ear and shoulder as I climb into bed.
Lana releases a heavy breath before speaking. “Cal.”
“How are you doing?”
“Fine.”
I see we are sticking to one-word answers now.
“And how’s Cami?”
“Good.” Her tone is as flat as her response.
My heart pounds harder against my rib cage. “Is everything okay?”
She lets out a loud sigh. “Not really.”
I’ll count her two-worded reply as a win. “What’s wrong?” I sit up in bed.
“Someone put an offer on the house.”
“Oh.” My stomach sinks.