~Christa~
We arrive at the gates, and this isn’t as easy as I was hoping it would be. My nerves start eating at me, and all I want to do is hold on tight to him and just turn around and go back home.
I hand him to dad and fight back the tears as best as I can.
We walk through the door and find a well-dressed receptionist smiling.
Christa “Hi, I called this morning.”
Girl “Ah, yes, Miss Bra… I’m sorry, it’s soon to be Lieutenant Bada*s if I have my story straight.”
I feel confused.
Mom whispers behind me.
Mom “Honey, what is all this Badbutt calling?”
Christa “I’ll explain at home, mom.”
I return my attention to the young girl smiling broadly.
Girl “And that is Tequila, I take it?”
Christa “Yes, but, I …”
She holds up her hand.
Girl “We have to check the background of all the
