Chapter 50: Tana

When we get home, Kenna can’t stop talking about Cedric.

“Cedric recognized that he’s her father?” Ishir asks.

“No, he just realized that she’s my daughter. He thinks you or Avani are her father, or he alluded that you might both be.” Ishir gives me a ‘you’ve got to be kidding me’ look before shaking his head.

“Momma, when can we see him again?”

“I don’t know, sweet girl. I don’t even know how to get ahold of him.”

“He left his number in your bag.”

I look at her, frowning. “He did?”

“Mmhmm, when you were shifting, he put it in your bag. I saw him.”

I walk to my bag, opening it and there it is, a note from Cedric.

Tana,

Here’s my number. Please use it.

Cedric

And under that was his number. I look at it. It looks vaguely familiar. I don’t remember ever calling him before, but I take his number and put it in my cell phone.

I convince Kenna to continue our training the following weekend, but the weekend after that, she wants to see him.

I finally suck it up and call him. It r