Ghino's Other Side

"Do you want to talk to them over the phone first?" I proposed when it was the first idea that popped out of my brain.

In that way, he could have his first impression of them or the other way around. On top of that, we don't know, if he might get discouraged once they could make a conversation over the phone.

"Do you think it's a good idea?" Ghino frowned as he kept on caressing my hands. "I mean, not that I don't want to, but I think it would be better if we could talk in person, right?"

I could not help but sense that he was uncomfortable with the idea so I removed his hands from me and reached out to my purse. Then I dialed Mom's digits.

"Mom, this is me your daughter, Elaine. It's been a while. How's dad?" I eagerly breathed the second she answered the call.

Then I glanced at Ghino who rested his head on the glass window looking at me with his anxiety apparently visible with a human eye.

"Of course. So sorry if it took me long enough to reach out to you