I'veneverseenKeith'sdadtalksomuchtoday.Ilookedintohiseyes.Helookedreallyguilty,andtherewasworryinhiseyes.Ididn'tdaretoblamehim,becauseheinsistedthatIchoosethisroad,soIwashurt,butinfactitwasnothisfault,itwasmyfaultthatIlikedothersanddidn'tlikepeoplelikeR.
Apersonwithsuchadisparityinstatusshouldnotbetakentoheartfromthebeginning...
Butanyway,moreimportantly...MychildrenandR...
IsuddenlywonderedwhyKeith'sfatherdidn'tsayit,eventhoughhehimselfknewIwaswithR,orhedarednotsayit,thinkingithurtmyheart,andwhateverhethought,asachild,Iwouldconfesstohim.IfIdon'tknowuntilhesaysit,Iwillhaveababy.Bythen,DadKwinwillbeheartbroken.
"FatherKeith..."
Icandecide,Icanraisemyvoice,butthat'sallIcansay.PapaKeithsmiledandsatup.
"Iknowaboutspawning."
It'slikereadingmymind,whatIwanttosay,butIdon'tcare,justaskcuriously.
"Thenwhydidn'tPapaKeithsayso?"
"Whydoyousaythatwhenketamineisgoingtospitoutsoon?"
"Nervous,"
Keith'sfather'swordssuddenlyconfusedme.