to each his own

Cory tried to keep the Cody mystery from Joy as long as he could.

They'd had a nice time in New York City. Although, she couldn't do as much as she  had wanted. Of course, there had been shopping and some shows, and it felt like a honeymoon.

"Do you think your Mom is mad at you?" Joy wanted to know once they got back to their place and lounged around the holiday.

"If she's mad at anyone, its Cody." Cory almost laughed. "Look, don't worry about any of this. I'm sure where ever Cody is, he's OK."

"How do you know?" Joy looked at him as if he might have a sixth sense about these things.

Cory only smiled.

"I dunno. I think he can take care of himself. Sure, it freaked me when I found he'd hurt himself like that, but I don't think it would happen again. I just don't." Cory had a faith in Cody. Whatever was going on, he knew his little brother would do the right thing.

Cory had to believe that, because he had to do the right thing, being here with Joy. They had their own family to worry over now. Hopefully, Cody would come home soon.