My dad gave me a look.
“And how would you see her again this Summer?”

I didn’t like the look he gave me. It made me feel insignificant and ignorant.
“She has an aunt that lives in Atlanta that she’s going to stay with.”

My father nodded as he turned onto another street.
“Good, because I think there would be a problem if you two were sleeping under them same roof.”

Would there now? I retorted in my head. My father made me feel so untrustworthy at times, and I couldn’t help but to think malicious thoughts of him whenever he made me feel insignificant. I would stave it off by telling myself that one day he would have no power over me. This thought made me want to chuckle darkly, but I refrained and simply plugged my ears up with my headphones. I listened to Hey There Delilah to get my mind off of my father and on Rose.
I thought about wrapping my arms around her and holding her close again. Then, a painful thought entered my mind. School…