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Kit sat on her living room sofa with a handful of tissues to dry her tears and blow her nose. Her cell phone was on speaker so she could hear the caller, but it was muted so they couldn’t hear her.
“Hello, can you hear me. Did we drop the call?” The male voice asked frantically. Still only silence, but he didn’t make a move to hang up. Sitting at his desk in his Washington DC apartment having spent the entire day working up the courage to dial the number that he’d acquired just that morning he wasn’t sure what to expect. It had been 30 years. Maybe his grandfather was wrong. Maybe she didn’t care to know him.
David couldn’t be more wrong. Kit had waited a lifetime for this moment but she was paralyzed with fear. Melvin had told her to expect the call but she hadn’t wanted to get her hopes up. What if her son hated her? Melvin admitted to brainwashing the boy for years into believing that his mother was a falling down drunk with no self-control, but after today Melvin had seen for himself that Kit had it under control. It was time for him to make the biggest amends of his life; reuniting mother and son.
Kit said a quiet prayer asking for strength, then realized she already possessed it. She was the strongest she’d been in her adult life. She’d been clean of drug and alcohol use for over a year. Her physical health was improving. She’d dropped about 50 lbs and got herself on a steady work-out regimen with a personal trainer. Making dramatic lifestyle changes, and running the Planet put Kit in a different social class whereby she was surrounded by trusted business associates, friends and family that watched out for her well-being rather than the dead-beat leeches that used to make up her world.
Her mental, emotional and spiritual balance had never been more in sync. Her life was finally coming together. She’d reconciled with her father. Her relationship with Bette was solid. She loved Tina, and wanted nothing more than for the couple to reconcile, but regardless she was Auntie Kit to the baby they were having and couldn’t wait for her niece to be born. Her business was thriving, and after what she’d learned today from her father she had money in bank to buy it outright. The only thing she wasn’t very proud of was getting involved with a married man. Would her son disapprove? Her father had been accepting of Benjamin but then he wasn’t exactly the best judge of moral character.