Chapter 62

We spent the next few months, touring around the country, and fans started recognizing me. My album was quickly climbing the charts. But all too soon, August came. School was going to start the next week, so I had to put Greer on a plane headed for home when we were in New York.

"I'm going to miss you!" I said as I squeezed my sister tightly. Then, I pulled back to look into her eyes. "Promise me that you'll e-mail me."

She laughed. "Skype would be even better."

I nodded as I dabbed at a tear in my eyes. "Yes; it would."

"Now boarding passengers on flight 462, headed for Atlanta, Georgia," an airline attendant announced. Greer was flying into Atlanta, the hub on the east coast, and then would catch a connecting flight to West Palm Beach.

"Well, this is it!" Greer said, pulling me in for another hug. Concern mixed with tears filled her eyes when she pulled back. "Promise me that you'll take care of yourself."

I nodded. "I will. You take care of yourself, too."