Chapter 3

“No, I’m going to bed.”

“Look, Dad, I thought we could talk tonight about…”

“Plenty of time tomorrow, isn’t there? You’re not leaving again in the morning, are you?”

Noah paused, surprised by John’s tone. “No. No, there’s plenty of time tomorrow.”

“Good, I’m going to bed.”

Noah nodded, feeling like he was ten once again, and trying desperately to stay out from under his father’s feet. “I’m going to go for a drive.”

John left the empty bottle on the counter and made his way over to the stairs. “I’m going to bed.”

Noah hadn’t planned to go for a drive that night, but he didn’t exactly feel welcome. He followed John over to the stairs, standing there silently as the older man slowly disappeared. When Noah heard the bathroom door close, he turned on his heel and let himself out the front door.