Dad has put our old house in Texas up for sale. Tomorrow he will be coming up to Washington D.C. to permanently move into her house. He insists that it will be easier to ease Diego into the transition this way. I tried to suggest that it would be just fine if Diego moved down to Texas with Dad, but Dad did not want to pry him away from his school and friends. He pointed out it was hard enough on Diego that he would have to get used to me not being around anymore.
It sounds stupid coming from a person who is literally leaving the planet in a few months but the idea of Dad moving away from our old home upset me a bit. Again, I realize how crazy it sounds, but I really found myself getting sentimental about it.
At first, I worried that this would drive another wedge between me and my father in the sense that he would blame me for having to sell the property, but he seemed quite relieved about it. Maybe getting him out of that old house where he and mom had picked out all the furniture together years ago was a good idea.
The next step now that Dad is here is telling Diego. To be honest time has gotten away with me on this one. I realistically should have told him shortly after I told his grandpa, but I just could not bring myself to do it. I've talked to Dad, and I feel it's best we have a nice dinner out tomorrow and I tell him then. I am leaving for training camp in a month after all.
Dad has been much nicer to me since he moved in so far. I think the idea of me leaving on bad terms with him had an effect on him too.
He seems to be hinting that he still wants me to promise I'll come home. I refuse. I couldn't live with myself.
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Europa
Ciencia FicciónIn order to embark on a mission to discover alien life on the icy moon of Jupiter Maria must leave her life on Earth behind, including her father and her seven-year-old son Diego. She thought the hardest part of the mission would be saying goodbye...
