jaylar
I had ruffled myself up so as to be crying when I reached Dad’s door. I was a pretty good actress, and he took me with overwhelming concern.
I was looking around for his new wife, but didn’t see her. I didn’t want to mention her, for that would show I was aware of my surroundings. If I had really gone through a major event my focus would be on me, so I played it.
I finally got into the side room where I could relax. I heard Dad on the phone, telling his new wife how I was here and he had to look after me.
I didn’t know why they weren’t shacked up, but would casually mention it tomorrow.
I didn’t know exactly what story to tell Dad. I couldn’t say that Brad ‘interfered’ with me, because he didn’t even look at me and I was a virgin.
But in ways I could infer that it was too dangerous to live with Mom.
Dad wasn’t too sharp so I should be able to get over.
