บท 16: Chapter 16: CRUDE TEXTS AND HOPE FADES

Christmas Day was everything it was supposed to be. Full of love and laughter, and to have our whole family together gave me a sense of what was important. I did spare a thought for Flynn that morning, and hoped that wherever he was, he'd been made welcome. I pondered the thought of how awful it would have been not to have my loved ones around me. When I thought of losing people close to me, it was too painful for words.

By evening, we'd all had too much to eat and we'd laughed until we cried, watching a corny old movie on TV. Martin's sudden movements caught my eye, and I watched as he took his phone out of his pocket, checked the screen, and held his phone away from his body. His mouth dropped as he blinked and shook his head.

"Oh. My. God. No way. It looks like Flynn is going to be a real rock star in a few days' time. They are opening at Madison Square Garden for Bon Jovi."