#Chapter42
Daniel called a few times over the weekend, Jana too, but I wasn't answering anyone's calls. I texted Jana and said that I needed to be alone just so she wouldn't come snooping around the house to make sure I am still alive. Daniels, well, I left his to ring, each time forcing myself not to answer.
/"I heard your Dad told you about Florida,/" my mother grabs my attention as I sit alone in the kitchen. She walks around to the other side of the counter island to face me. /"Are you going back?/"
/"Yeah. I'm moving back during winter break./"
She raises an eyebrow. /"That's hardly a month away./"
I nod. /"I know. I'll be ready by then. I'm used to leaving quickly anyway./" It feels like an extreme case of déjà vu. It feels like I am giving up again just as I did last year, but I know that Florida is what's best for me. I can be someone else there. In Florida I'm free of Harrison and Daphne and seeing Daniel every day.