.. for her."Memories flood my mind of the first time I met Felicia - broken, she was broken. I thought she would be okay while I returned home to wrap...up my life there, but I was obviously wrong. I reach down and lift her off the floor, carrying her in my arms to the couch, where I set her on my knees. "Beautiful women are also in business. I told you I had to go to my home country to wrap up my business so I would be free to return to the U.S. and freely live here. I told you I would only be. ” I said, “But…” He kept an angry face. I went to my room, brought a bat and ball and left the house. I had to do that extra drama to convince that I knew nothing.I threw the bat and ball in the adjacent friend’s house and waited in his balcony for aunty to show up. After a short while, she showed up and dad welcomed her in. I rushed to the house and tried to open the window to listen to what they are saying in dad’s office block.She said, “I’m your friend’s wife.”“Well, the best I can do for. They then had to sign it. The form had room for three signatures per page. Dad told us that Grandma Dawson had pointed out that one of the most common disqualifiers of a signature was that people would forget to print their name on the form.“Your mom took Duke to the hospital with a stack of these. She’s getting started,” Dad said.“He should never have been a part of Cal threatening her grandbaby.”“Yep. I would bet between Mom and Duke, they get several signed today. We need to find other. Don’t worry though. I promise you’ll like it.” “Okay”, I conceded with reluctance. “Tomorrow?”“Yeah,” April continued. “I booked us a room at the Holliday Inn downtown. I booked it under your name so be there by eight. Tell Will and his friend to get there around nine.” “You’re not going to come with me?” I asked, surprised at my girlfriend’s uncharacteristic desire to take charge of the situation. “No. I have a few things to do beforehand. I’ll meet you there.”“Okay,” I agreed reluctantly. “I.