Forty Eight

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"Who's your new friend?" My Dad asks casually while reading the newspaper.

"What new friend?" I answer with a question. My dad looks up from his newspaper.

"You honestly think I've not noticed that you've been spending more time on your phone texting lately?" He asks.

"No, I've been reading on-"

"Rosie." My dad cuts me off. "I may be old, but I know the difference between scrolling, reading and texting." He chuckles.

"And I know you've been texting more lately. So, who's your new friend?"

"A guy I met on Wattpad." I answer honestly. "You're not mad?" I ask.

"Rosie, why would I be mad?" He says gently. "I'm happy for you, it's not good for a girl your age to not have any friends. I know you've been hurt in the past, but it's wonderful to see you move past that. I'm not mad, if anything I'm proud of you." He says.

"Thanks Dad." I mutter in response.

"Besides, I've been meaning to tell you something." He says sheepishly. "I've been seeing someone. It's not offical yet, but I want it to be are you okay with that?"

"Of course Dad." I exclaim. "when can I meet her?" I ask excitedly.

"In a couple of weeks, I kind of haven't told her I have a daughter yet." He explains.

"What?" I fake being offended. "You haven't bragged about all of my amazing talents." I gasp.

"Like the amazing talent of being late for the school bus?" My dad retaliates glancing at the clock.

"Shoot. See ya dad." I say running out the door after grabbing my school bag of the dining table.


"You look happy today." Bus boy points out when he sits down next to me.

I scowl at him.

"Am I not allowed to be happy?" I ask.

"Of course you're allowed to be happy." Bus boy says with a smile. "You just haven't been happy since we met."


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Hello Stranger,

Our Journey is Half Finished.

-Fox

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