Is Ean with you? This is the message I awaken to this morning. He isn’t here and he didn’t leave a note.

To my knowledge, Ean hasn’t been around lately. And if he was in already, chances are, Viticus would be trying his best to snuggle up to him. But since the Saint is still curled up asleep in my bed…

“Hey.” I nudge Viticus out of sleep. “Hey. Viticus. Sally says Ean’s gone and didn’t leave a note.”

“What day is it?” he mumbles. He rubs his eyes. “What day…?”

“Sunday.”

“Mother’s Day,” Viticus mutters with a yawn. “Maybe he went to see his mom.”

“Ean? See his mom?”

“It’s Mother’s Day.” Viticus rolls over.

“I hardly think that even on Mother’s Day--”

The ring of another message sounds off before I can answer or nudge him out of sleep again.

I think I know where he is. He left out some of his letters on the table.

And of course, scans of the letters find their way into my e-mail inbox a short time later. I’m not really sure if I should be reading them, but if he left them out… Maybe he wants us to find them.

“Score a point for nosiness…”