August 26
Finally, one week of school is done with. It wasn’t all that bad, actually. I thought it would be way different, but it wasn’t a bad different. Especially after meeting Shiloh, Theo, West and Julia, school got way more fun; especially lunch. We always went out to my pick up and sat in the tailgate. Shiloh can’t hang out a lot outside of school which I understand considering Shadow and Lily need us, but I’d like to talk to him one on one again sometime soon. Or sometime period.
Lily and I fell asleep last night reading a bedtime story. Layla used to read it to her all the time when she was a baby. She brought up Layla last night while I was reading. She said, “Mommy used to make a funny face when the caterpillar turned into a butterfly.”
“What kind of funny face?” I asked her.
“Like this,” she made the face. It was a face of amazement and awe. She looked exactly like Layla and my eyes filled up with tears. I almost let them escape, but blinked to get rid of them.
“That’s not a funny face,” I smiled. “It’s a beautiful face.”
“I miss mommy,” she looked down at the hem of her purple night gown.
“Me too,” I agreed with her. She looked up at me, then. “What?”
“Daddy,” she batted her eyelashes at me. I smiled. “Will you ever find me a new mommy?”
I took a deep breath. “Lily, no one will ever replace your mom. But I hope one day I’ll find another girl I love. And I hope you’ll love her too.”
“Okay.” She seemed pleased with my answer and started to hum. I fell asleep listening to her melody.
This morning, I awoke to an empty house and a note on the counter. It read, Went to Johnston Towne for the day. Have fun with friends! Our treat. A wad of cash was next to it along with a note from my dad asking, Did you ever find a job? Get one.
I rolled my eyes at that, but decided it was a good idea for me to get a job. Just then, my phone started to ring. “Hello?” I answered.
“Calvin!” Logan chimed.
“Logan!” I mocked her.
“Not funny,” she laughed. “Do you want to go on an adventure with me today?”
“Hell yes!” I agreed.
“Be there in twenty minutes, then!” And the line went stale. Now, I run upstairs to get a pair of basketball shorts and a tank on considering it’s like ninety degrees out today. By the time she gets here, I’m all freshened up and ready to go. She comes up to the door and I open it. “Hey!”
“Hey.” I invite her in. She enters and I give her a tour of the house quickly. She stands in the living room in awe.
“It’s so beautiful!” she reaches her hand out to the window without touching it. “If I had a backyard like this I’d never have to watch tv again.”
“We only have a tv in the basement and I haven’t even watched it once yet,” I tell her. “My parents are really big into reading.”
“That’s so cool,” she still stares out at the forest. “I’d like to meet them one day.”
“No,” I tell her. “You definitely don’t.”
“Why not?” she asks.
“My dad’s an asshole and my mom is too judgemental.”
“I’d still like to witness it myself,” she smiles.
I shrug and give her a tour of the rest of the house. We reach my bedroom and I realize she’s the first girl my age in it. Hopefully she’ll always be the only girl in it for a while.

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Come Back
عاطفيةUpon arriving in the tiny town of Bradley, Wisconsin from upscale New York, 18 year old Calvin finds himself confused as to where he belongs in the world and full of dread. Still living with regret from his dead girlfriend, resentment towards his fa...