QUINN'S PROSPECT

A ringing tone resounded in the room as Alvin jumped out of bed to check his chest and heaved a sigh of relief.

It was a dream.

He turned around to find Kate sleeping soundly thus he picked his phone.

"Yes, mom?

" Where are you? Quinn has refused to eat anything" Alvin furrowed his brows picking his shirt.

" What? Why?

" He's been like that all morning. I can't get through to him. He can't keep starving himself. He's just a little boy"

" Alright, mom. I'll be right there"

" Where's Naomi?

' I don't want to talk about her. I'm on my way" he hung up staring at a sleeping Kate then sat on the bed stealing a kiss that had her stirring.

" Hey, you look tired" she scoffed cuddling in his arms.

" Whose fault is that? She asked noticing he was dressed up.

" Are you leaving? He ran a hand through his hair nervously.

" Yeah. Mom called me. It's important"

" Okay," she said blatantly letting go of him.

" What is it?