I ran up to my dad. Even though I knew that look meant he was busy, it was still worth a shot.

“Hey Dad! Ready to play some ball?” I asked hopefully, handing him his glove.

He shook his head no, just like I knew he was going to. “Not today, Son. I’m busy. Tomorrow I promise.”

With that he walked inside, muttering to himself under his breath. I stood there for a minute, watching him disapear through our front down. Then I dropped my bat and ball on the grass and walked back to Ben.

“Dude.. That was harsh.. you okay?” Ben asked when I got near.

“Totally fine. Still up for a swim?” I asked, brushing my dad off like nothing had happened.

“Of course.” Ben answered. “Meet back here?”

“Race ya! Maybe Kim and Lisa wanna come too.” I said as I turned and ran into my house. I was determinded not to let my dad ruin this awesome summer.