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s if she didn't hear her question. Mrs. Harris

d be out there enjoying yourself, Tasha Harrison. No

he office, mom." Sh

again." The older woman said perceptively. "It's been

d in a long breat

is work: research, grading of papers, p

ngs that give me joy,"

joy. You need a man. Forget Blake, he's never going

," she stood up from her desk and left th

mom insisted. "I am your mother. I see

s in my eyes, mother." She scoffed. "W

you saw Grant?" The ol

uld see her through the phone. "What has Gr

rison said. "You know what he wants b

nto her bedroom. She didn't like w

dly. "I promise I will change.

you s

she chuckled

hold you up to

momm

ight for?" Mrs. Harrison changed the

th her grandson during the tim

t," she said. "I wan

on Monday night, why

is okay. I will

So I will see

next we

call, and Tasha went

**

g week at the conference in Canada to end her presentation. The hall erupt

She smiled at the audience one mor

essor Morgan, who was sitting beside her, beam

was one of her lecturers back in Chicago s

he found out he would be at the conference and that made her put

hours, just like her. After that they had a question-and-answer p

at Cleverwood, now Professor Georgina Connor, said and hugg

ugged her back tightly. "I

Georgina said when

of the Prof, and the two women wan

room. She plopped down on the bed and kicked off her shoes. Checkin

to call him back when her phone

at up on the bed. "Sorry I

oice. "Yeah, I just called to ask ab

ved into a silent smile. "T

eplied. "I went to watch Tyson's mat

did that, knowing how he and Tyson were fond of e

s here with me. I'm in your house.

the opportunity to plant Grant back into Tasha's life. Tasha was so sure her mom would cont

e give the p

voice floated into the phon

ha got up to her feet

ontinued happily. "He's here. We

nd looked outside. "Let me leave you to enjoy your

." She disconne

ething simple. She went downstairs for di

menu back to the waiter when someone called he

She knew the voice so well. It was the voice of the man that had tormente

ed gently, her heart beating so v

ndly. "It's nice to see you

" Her posture beca