John POV

“John, you have a phone call, it is important, or I would not bother you,” my mother says through the door. I step out of the shower and wrap up in a towel. I crack the door open, and she hands me my cell phone in through the tiny opening. I cannot believe I left my phone. What the hell was I thinking? What if Ellie needed me.

“Hello,” I say.

“John, It is Patsy. I just went to see Ellie,” Patsy says, her voice breaking.

“What is wrong? Is she okay?” I ask frantically.

“Yes, she is on her way home to you now, but I wanted...