Kim Crawford Kickin It Novels & Stories

He had Italy's top goldsmiths forge a solid gold cross taller than a man. He dropped millions on a private Mediterranean island—naming it after her. For the first time ever, the reclusive Don went public with a social handle: LoveLucy. His first post was a sickly-sweet declaration: [Thank you to the most important woman in my life, Lucy, for giving me my firstborn son. My life is now complete.] The press conference dragged on for three days. Every major family, politician, and business shark filled the hall. Cameras flashed as Vincent posed with Lucy on his arm, all smiles.

~ Zack climbs into the car after me and snaps his finger for the driver to start. I turn my head to the window, watching both old and young people fade into the distance as the car drives past them. My phone vibrates in my pocket, taking my attention away from the view, and I fish out the mobile, my mouth lifting into a smile when I read the name on my screen. I pick up at once and press the phone to my ear. "Why are you calling me?" There’s a chuckle from the other end. "Oh, wow. I missed you too, dearest brother." Kaleb speaks, his words laced with sarcasm. "Will you be home tonight?"