"YOU looked good, son." Amelia smiled as the woman crouched to pull his son for a hug. 

Amelia had invited us for dinner at their house tonight. That's why three days after he left the hospital, we're here in the Henry mansion in Huntington. 

"You too, Mom." I heard Gideon say. 

Amelia was wearing an elegant white dress that matched her huge white pearl necklace. She had always been dressed to kill. 

"Thanks, son." Amelia then turned to me.

I smiled and gave her a kiss on the cheek. 

"How are you two?" 

"We're fine, Amelia," I said. "Aside from Gideon's occasional headaches, everything's normal."

The other day, we went...