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I’ve been expecting it, ever since he ain on the short flight, though he held my hand, I was sure it was only out of kindness Now he looked so stern as the rest of his fa to throhen he just stopped and looked down at me

“I told you to pick your head up” I couldn’t tell from his voice what kind of mood he was in, and when I lifted oing to ask you a question, think carefully before you answer, and only give me the truth Whatever you say will decide my next move”

His words were hts What does heto ask h I was afraid and far from ready for as about to come “First, let me ask you, did you call your dad at all this weekend?” The question seemed odd, but odder still was the fact that I’d only now realized I hadn’t and hadn’t even thought of it

He wanted the truth, so I gave it to him “No, I didn’t think to call him” There was a bit of sadness with the realization I don’t hate my dad; I kinda feel sorry for hi on around hi, loving man I used to know turn into what he’s become

“Next question Do you want to go back hos the way they are?”

“What do you mean? What else can I do?”

“Just answer the question, do you want to go back there now?” I did as he asked and gave it soive an answer

His eyes were unreadable still, but I re hi in ers while my heart picked up its pace “If I had a choice, no” It felt like a betrayal to my dad to say those words and also as if I’d stepped off a cliff into the unknown

But so, maybe the look of pro ht one “Okay, if we do this, we’ll do it my way, understood?”

“I don’t… what do you mean? Do what your way?”

“From now on, you’ll do what I say, follow e and you want to go back before I think you’re ready, just say the word”

Why do I get the feeling that he’s struggling with this decision asthis?”