Like I said earlier, your mom is a hottie. She could come out here and take home college guys if she wanted to, Kelly retorted. So whats my move here?...Do I head home? Let her do her thing? I asked. I would just shoot her a text and see what she wants to do. Kelly quickly had to run somewhere but I took her advice. I sent my mom a text saying, Whats the gameplan? I watched my mom. I saw her phone light up in her purse and, luckily, she saw it too. After she read it, she turned to the guy she was. ”Six months later, she was teaching a class of veteran officers who were fulfilling their bi-annual defensive tactics instruction requirements, when a tall, extremely good-looking, and athletically built officer walked into the class. He crossed the gym floor with an air of confidence and cockiness.“Sorry I’m late, I had a late night.”“What’s your name, officer?”“Detective Chad Johnson,” he replied with a hint of an attitude.“Okay, Detective, you’re with me. We’re practicing take-downs to. If they thought it was strange that he was always there when they called they didn’t say anything. He and Grace hadn’t always been friends, they were never enemies, they just weren’t friends. They were different. Grace was the sort of person that people gravitated towards, she was witty and vivacious and fun. Nicholas was not. He was a nerd and she was cool, they just didn’t mix in the same circles. He tried to convince her to tell her parents what had happened, or at least to let him tell his. His immediate thirst quenched for now, he returned his attention to the peculiar package. He took the card that was stapled to the top of the package. It read, simply, in a standard typing font, ‘To Brad’. Nothing else was on the card, no indication who it was from, no return address, nothing. Even more curious, he opened the package, and revealed a miniature flowering bonsai tree. It wasn`t what he expected, but then again what would he expect in the first place from such a mysterious.