theinvinciblesailor
I fumbled with the rim of my slightly large, pink sweater. Usually when my parents try to sit down with me like this, it's either because they have bad news, or my mom came up with some brilliant new rule or idea she found on Pinterest that she thinks will improve the 'relationship' of our family.
"So, what'd you need to talk about?" I was hoping more for the idea thing rather than bad news at the moment.
My moms voice came out reassuringly. "You know we both love you, correct?" Oh no.
"Correct." I spoke slowly.
"And you know we always want what's best for you, right?" Now I was getting scared.
"Right." I repeated cautiously.
"Okay, then we need to tell you something. Your father and I are going away for a little while, and you'll be staying with someone."
I swallowed hard. "Who?"
The look on her face made my face go pale, and even more pale when she uttered the next two words.
"The Carsons."