-Chris-
-a few months ago-
I walk nervously back and forth at the airport. Vince has his plane ready and almost everyone is there, except Grace. She would also come. We fought about it, as usual. I wanted to pick her up, and travel with her, but she didn’t want me to. I pushed, and she got mad… Some would ask me when I will ever learn that when I push, she always pushes back harder. I sigh and rub my face.
"Is there anything?" asks Ricco.
"Where's Grace, she would come too. I sent her a message this morning." I tell him. “She hasn’t responded yet, I’m worried.”
"Easy, she'll come. She still had some things to do and mom wanted to talk to her about the clothes in the club or something." I turn around to Tina’s voice and she hugs me.
"Hey, beautiful. You get more beautiful every day
