#Chapter22
Which prompted him to face time me.
/"Eyes,/" I squealed happily. I loved that he actually cared enough about me to want to talk to me. He could have ignored me while he was away, but it seemed I was speaking to him just as much as I did when he was here.
/"Hey, Ozzypop./" His sleepy face swam into focus, and it wasn't until he gave his lopsided smile that I noticed just how much it made my chest pang; I really, really, super-duper missed him. /"You okay?/"
/"Eyes,/" I said, nodding so that he knew that I was. The background of Isaac's screen was dark, and if the white sheets that were drawn over his shoulder were anything to go by, I would have guessed that he was still in bed. /"I missed you. How long until you come all the way back home?/"
