Kimberley's Story

Chapter 11

At three thirty I'm ready to leave so I start to walk over there by three forty-five I'm there. I see my father over in a window seat already and he looks worried, I quickly check to make sure I still have my purse. I do so I walk over to him and take some of the pictures from my box of memories out. I sat down next time him and showed him the pictures. He looked at them with sad eyes. "I miss those days." he told me. "Me too." I said quietly. "Dad, I have something to tell you about mom." I told him. "What is it Kimberley?" He asked. I said "she started acting sadder all the time ever since you two got divorced and she recently, um, had a miscarriage" I said quietly. suddenly there was a sad look in his eyes. "How has she been different?" he asked. I replied "er she started um... drinking" "And shes had a lot of different boyfriends already." "I see." he said in a quiet voice. his eyes were filled with different emotions from sad to mad to hurt. "How many girlfriends have you had since the divorce?" I asked him. He replied "none sadly, I haven't been getting into dating, I still miss your mom a lot. I would really like to get back together." We then came up with he should go to our new apartment and try to get her back. Then we finally got our pizza and started to get going to my place.