THE CHASE

WEEKS LATER.

She walked down the stairs hastily with the phone in her right ear.

“Um, I will be there soon,” she said as she walked into the living room where she could hear baby Junior’s cries.

“Nat,” she called anxiously to Natasha who was feeding the baby.

“Yes,” Natasha called without raising her head up.

“Your mother called. She says your father is sick and he needs my presence,” she said anxiously.

“My father?” Natasha asked curiously as she looked at her face.

“Yes, she says he’s in a near death situation and my attention is needed,” she explained.

“Oh no, I never knew he was sick,” Natasha cried as she stood up from the couch.

“I..I need to go with you,” she said.

“No, Nat. You have to stay behind and look after baby J. It’s late and we can’t hit the road together,” she explained.

“Um..Okay. But you’ve got to let me know of the situation when you get there,” she said, anxiously.

“Yes, I will,” Alex said with a wry smile as she hurried to the door.

“Alex,” Natasha called and