Mrs. H flew me on March 14 to help celebrate Taylor's 15th. I was his present. I walked into their house. I had never seen it before. It was small, but certainly a home. Kids everywhere. A distressed Taylor, walked up to me, and hugged me. "Mom, I miss her, I can't wait until July, I miss her too Much." He didn't realize it was me. "Taylor?" I said, lifting his head. "Mom?" He said looking at me. "Oh My God! Catrina! Love!" He nearly knocked me over. He kissed my face all over. "Oh I missed you! So Much!" "I could tell!" I kissed his lips. "Happy Birthday!" I whispered to him. "How did you get here?" He turned to his mother "Mom? Did you fly her out here?" "No Tay, she hitch hiked." Mr. H said. the room laughed, "Yes Tay, Happy Birthday!" We dined, and chatted. Taylor then took me to his room. He shared it with his brothers. But, it was like, a living room in the middle, hard wood, with each boy having their own little section. Isaac's was to he left, Zac's to the right, and Taylor's up the middle. "Come this way," He lead me by the hand, "I'm up here." It was a mess, "I wasn't expecting company." He blushed. I sat down on the bed, and noticed his phone. "Is this were we had our many late night phone conversations?" I grinned, remembering. "This would be the location." He laid down next to me. He come over top of me and gave me a passionate kiss 'tongue and all' as he himself puts it. I came off of it dumbfounded. It was heaven. "What was that for?" I asked, meekly. "I waited three long months to do that." He smiled, touching my stomach. "Well, for your patience, Do it again."
