Capítulo 21: Chapter 21: SILLA

Crap, I can’t sleep. Might as well get out of bed. I’d tossed and turned half the night, feeling horrible and wondering if I should apologize to him, but I spent so much time thinking of the right words to say that I fell into a fitful slumber and missed the chance. Now he probably thinks that I’m ungrateful after all he’s done.

I can still see his cold expression and remember well the way he’d turned and walked away as if he didn’t care. When I think of the things I’d said, my face heats up with shame at my behavior. But how was I to know that he wasn’t in cahoots with Billy and Sam? What was that phone call I overheard about if not me? I couldn’t have misunderstood what I heard. Could I?

Either way, I should still say sorry. After all, when you look at it, he’d saved mom and I from a fate worst than death, so it’s the least I can do. Plus, for some odd reason, I don’t want him thinking poorly of me. Like I’m no better than the rest of miscreants around here.