I FELT LIKE A FATHER

GABRIEL

I didn’t really care anymore that I was showing up everywhere with Lilliana, my secretary. Just like I didn’t care that last night I had picked the exact restaurant where Kira and Alana were. I rarely ate there, but somehow I felt the need to do all this in front of her. I could see the pain and disgust on her face at the same time.

And today they invited us to a big party in honor of my childhood friend Jasper.

The celebration was a social gathering. Our families have been acquainted for a long time. This was a party hosted by his parents to welcome him back to London after a brief absence. Jasper had reportedly gone to rehab in Scotland, but that was not how his family regarded his needed break. They talked about him traveling a lot. I learned from my mother that Jasper’s parents wanted him to rejoin the family business.

I started missing my mum the moment I thought about her. Maybe it was time to call her and ask if we could get together for a few days.

“How long must we