It was June 10th, 2015, my mother and I were in our large southern Indiana home on the Ohio River, the weather was sweltering and it was unbearable to set foot outside without sweating. The maid had just arrived at the house and went to get me another lemonade just like she has done every other hot summer day for years. As I throw back my third glass of lemonade on the porch swing, I hear my mother talking to her friend on the phone about our trip to New York City. “Yes Laquisha, I have to take Nova! Parker won’t watch her, he’s too busy with Rachel to watch his own daughter…” whispered my mother in her iPhone. I began to walk around the house to begin packing for a trip that I did not even want to go on. It took me about 3 hours to pack
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Buzz! A new text from Bethany :) read my phone Nova! Kings Island this wknd? Nick will b there!
I cnt I hve 2 go 2 NYC w/ my mom...Srry mayb when I get back we can go.
When will u b back
1 wk.
Kk next Saturday we can go. Nick is kool w/ that.!!
GTG I’ll snap u when im done packing.
Cya hve fun.
The sun began to fall, out of my window I can see the vibrant sky altering to dusk. *** “Nova, honey, come down here I need to talk to you about the trip!” yelled my mother from the floor below. “Coming,” I replied. Walking down the spiral stairs to the kitchen, I found my mother and father sharing concerned looks between each other as I shuffled into the room. “Honey Pie!” cheered my father with excitement when I got to the island in the middle of the kitchen. “You look so much taller, are you drinking your milk?” he questioned me as if I were an 8-year old. “What is he doing here?” I asked my mother, not daring to look into the eyes of the man that betrayed me years before.
Why would my father be here? Is he here to break my heart again? “Don’t talk to your father like that! He drove all the way here for you, be more appreciative,” my mom hastily
Buzz! A new text from Bethany :) read my phone Nova! Kings Island this wknd? Nick will b there!
I cnt I hve 2 go 2 NYC w/ my mom...Srry mayb when I get back we can go.
When will u b back
1 wk.
Kk next Saturday we can go. Nick is kool w/ that.!!
GTG I’ll snap u when im done packing.
Cya hve fun.
The sun began to fall, out of my window I can see the vibrant sky altering to dusk. *** “Nova, honey, come down here I need to talk to you about the trip!” yelled my mother from the floor below. “Coming,” I replied. Walking down the spiral stairs to the kitchen, I found my mother and father sharing concerned looks between each other as I shuffled into the room. “Honey Pie!” cheered my father with excitement when I got to the island in the middle of the kitchen. “You look so much taller, are you drinking your milk?” he questioned me as if I were an 8-year old. “What is he doing here?” I asked my mother, not daring to look into the eyes of the man that betrayed me years before.
Why would my father be here? Is he here to break my heart again? “Don’t talk to your father like that! He drove all the way here for you, be more appreciative,” my mom hastily