I watched my daddy's face go pale as I said him every detail in this two weeks. The more he found out, the more his face lost every inch of redness. To be honest, I expected this reaction, but I talk to him about everything. He knows me and he would find out by himself, anyway. At least, he has feelings, not like Dr.Miller. Yes, I call her Dr.Miller now, not mommy.
"How mad are you from 1 to 10?" I asked my dad as I gave him the best puppy face I could pull out. He looked at me seriously but after a few seconds and a few blinks with my blue eyes, his look softened and he gave me the best reassuring smile ever.