I am on the call with Cory.
"So he is in New York?" I ask him to confirm, what he has just told me.
That makes it all so easier for me. "I will still go to see Madame, but I will have to postpone to another day, not today evening," I tell him and hang up the call.
Norman is being held in New York, the same city I am in right now. I walk slowly around the space, thinking about this. I can go see him today, or tomorrow, it's all up to me. I have nothing putting me away from him now.
I look back at the desk and at the phone.
I go pick it up and dial a number I haven't called in a while.
"Hello mother."
She is silent for a heartbeat and I notice that she is crying. "You are okay," she whispers and I feel gutted. I haven't talked to her in a long time, and to be honest, it's not like I didn't think about her or I didn't have the means to do so.
