Chapter 26: Chapter 26

Thinking About Each Other

Next day

Almost as if I were a thief, I enter my house trying to make the slightest noise. It's barely seven in the morning, and I hope my father hasn't woken up yet to go golfing like he does every Saturday. I know that he wouldn't hesitate for a single moment to ask me who I've been with since my hair is still wet and I have the same clothes as last night.