As soon as I got home I went straight to my room and layer down in bed. Then there was a knock or two at my bed room door.
"Come in." I say softly.
"Hey, what do you want for dinner Ava?" My father asked as he stood with his head poking in the bedroom door.
"I don't care. It's up to you." I say softly and then turn away.
"Hey Ava, are you alright? You haven't been yourself for a week now?" He asked.
"Yah. I'm fine.."
"You sure?" He asks.
"I'm fine. I just have had a lot on my mind lately."
"Do you wanna talk about it? I'm here."
"No." I say and then he goes to leave the room,"Hey dad, can you tell me about mom some more and how y'all met?" I ask.
