“Yes, yes, we’re all well. Oh, Teo, I’m here in Washington, DC.” The unfamiliar formality left her voice.
“That’s wonderful. How long will you be here?”
“A few days. I made the dean’s list, and Momma and Poppa gave me this trip as a reward. They miss you.”
I made a scoffing sound. “Ma, maybe, but Poppa—”
“Poppa has changed, Teo.”
I ignored that. “I’m so glad you made the dean’s list. Good for you, Casey. Do you need a place to stay?”
“No, I have a room in a very nice motel.”
“Okay, but you’re welcome to stay here, you know.”
“Thank you.”
“It’s been so long. I can’t believe—Listen, when can we get together?’
“Soon, I hope. I would like you meet your…your friend.” That formality was back in her voice.
“Well, he’ll enjoy meeting you. Come to dinner tonight. I’ll make something special.”
“That would be nice.” There was a moment of silence. “Teodore, I…I need to talk to you about Poppa.”
My gut clenched. “Acacia, there is nothing to talk about.”