What happened to me?

When the Text Messages Start

    "Dad I'm home," I yelled through the house. I closeded the door and put my book bag on the recliner. "Dad," I yelled a little louder than the last time. I stood in front of the couch and through my body on to it. The thought of Alexes lips raced through my mind. And my body was trembaling. My lips  ached for more. Im heart raced and my breaths became harder to release. I just wonted him to hold me again.

     Then Priscilla jumped up on to the couch. She rubbed her head on my shoulder and looked at me. "Your hungry arnt you, I bet dad hasent fead you all dad." Slowly I sat up and looked at my gray and white kitty. I was hoping dad didnt for get to feed her again. But knowing him he probably did.

   "Come on Mrs.Prissy, lets go get you some food," I stood up and started walking to the kitchen.

    Once I got the the kitchen I noticed that the floor was covered in mud. "It looked like the swomp made us a visit, doesn't it Mrs.P." Slowly I terned my head and as I fead her I said "Priscilla did dad go to St.Peters lake to go fishing or did you invite Nessy over end have a fight." I looked in to her eyes and I know dads been at St.Peters. Witch to be honest I would preferred that Nessy was over.

      I know from experience that dad probably has a fish in the fridge that he wonts me too cook. While throwing my body around I faineantly went to the refrigerator. While opening it I was really hoping that Priscilla had invited Nessy.

      It wasn't really the fact that I didn't wont to make the fish. It was the fact that dad needs to stop thinking about mom. I mean he's been thinking about her alot lately. Yeah I think of her to, but I know it herts him so he should stop.

     But then I saw it. I huffed with an over exaggerated tone. A 8 pound Walleye fish lade out on a silver dish on the top shelf. Dad caught them all the time at St.Peters when I was little. I glanced at it a little harder and noticed a note siting behind it. I reached my arms out to grave the fish. As I sat the fish on the counter Priscilla scratched at my leg hoping it was for her.

    I terned back to the refrigerator to get the note. As I pulled it out to read it I was shore to go back to the counter so Priscilla woulding touch the fish.

                                Dear Short Cakes,

                   You found this note I see. That mean you know I went

                 fishing this morning. I know what your thinking but stop

                  its all right im fine. But I was called in to work. So I               

                  would like you to cook this up for us. I dont care how you

                   do it. I trust your opinion. If you still wont to, you can

                  rent a movie. I was thinking about " Oculus" or if your not

                   in the mood for that then mabe "Rio 2." Your mom would of

                   loved that movie. But like I said its all your choice. Thanks

                 for helping out.

                                                                  Love Dad

                               P.S. I love you.