Chapter34

#Chapter34

It was still open and as I turned, I felt my heart sink; my bedroom suddenly felt like a cage.

My father wasn't overly tall. He was around 5'11 with a receding hairline and watery eyes that often appeared to be bloodshot. He didn't look much different than he had the last time I had seen him.

The same pitiful emotions that had swamped me last time we had faced each other came rushing back. I wanted to cry for Joel. I wanted to drop to the ground and cover my eyes and ears so I could pretend he wasn't there, but I didn't. Joel had said he had been proud of me for how much of a big boy I had been and I wanted to make him even prouder by not breaking down now.