Rescuing his cousin from an abusive relationship turns into a lifetime romance
The blue figures on the clock on my bedside table read 2:12 a.m. when I jerked out of a sound sleep by a frantic pounding on the front door. When that happens at that time of night, you automatically think something terrible has happened. The house is on fire, there’s been a big car accident right out in front, someone else’s house is on fire. I rolled out of bed and fumbled around for my bathrobe, then raced down stairs. I flipped on the porch light and peered through the...