It’ll be alright, I promise.” Master Splinter offers reassurance and to be honest I could use all I can get. I lock my arms at my side, my fists c...enched, I muster up every ounce of courage I have, this is going to hurt but it’s what I have to do. I can’t let this continue the way it is. Just looking at them side by side, it’s so difficult. Looking around the lair I just want to go back in time to when I didn’t have to think about making a choice. I take a deep breath of courage, my insides are. "Hello?" the familiar voice said again."Hi ... Mr. MacKenzie?" she knew she had to say something lest he think she was a telemarketer and hang up. "It's me ... um, Bailey Crawford." Bai—Oh, hi!" She could "hear" the smile in his voice and she let out a sigh of relief. "How are you? How was graduation?" Graduation was fine, Mr. Mac—" Don't start that with me, Bailey," he said, his voice becoming playfully stern. "Call me Gabe or I'm going to hang up on you." Okay, Gabe." The butterflies in her. Now that Robyn was legal drinking age, they could go into bars and clubs together, dance and karaoke and get shitfaced together. Robyn always thought of her mom as the “cool” mom. Her family always took her friends on trips and her childhood was always the portrait of perfection. Her dad was hilarious and her parents loved each other very much. About a year ago, Robyn had gotten married and they couldn’t have been happier for her. They threw the wedding on the golf course to which her dad was a. ’ ‘Kathy, you’re still beautiful and fun to be with. You’re warm, kind, tender and caring. I’ve had the best day and a half of my life being with you. Why would I not want to see you again?’ She looked at me with tears in her eyes. ‘I…I…Oh thank you. You make me feel so much better about myself.’ I could tell there was something else but I decided to wait and let her tell me when she was comfortable with it. I pulled back the covers on the bed. I pushed everything except the sheet to the foot.