Chapter 71

As we made our way back to my house, I could feel his eyes turn to me every few seconds. I knew he wanted to tell me something, but he held his tongue. I could sense his agitation and worry roll off of him in waves, and I couldn't help but feel bad that I was the cause of these emotions. But at this moment, I just wanted to go home and clear my mind. This night was overwhelming and too much to take in all at once. I just needed some time away from it, even from him. It pained me to think of this, but I knew I couldn't deal with him right now.

A few minutes later, we were parked behind my dad's truck and I could see the light of the TV in the living room on behind the curtains. Even though they were visible, even for me, I knew that he was probably fast asleep on his favorite couch snoring like a motorboat.