We had a talk with Amy’s mother about her ancestors. Then called Amy’s grandmother and found that one of Amy’s mother’s cousins in England had done some research on the family. Amy wrote a letter to the cousin asking about the possibility of an Indian ancestor. All this over a dream.
Then a hike on the lake trail had become interesting, very interesting.
We met with our lawyer and financial advisor about the scholarship. And Cathy, our lawyer, met Tom for the first time.
Mom and dad had come back from Hawaii. And now Amy and I were on the way to Kelly and Larry’s apartment to find out what had happened with Kelly’s father and Larry. It didn’t sound good.
Amy and I walked up to the door to Kelly and Larry’s apartment. As we had parked next to their car, we knew that Maria and Mark were already here. I knocked on the door, and Kelly quickly opened it. I hate to say this, but she looked like hell.