He dropped us at our grandparents for one of our weekend bonding trips, and just never came back. My grandparents at first were worried that something had happened to him, but being adults and seeing the change in my father figured it out pretty quickly. I was 8 and did not get why he left, at first I thought he was gone like my mother. It took a few years for it to settle in that he left by choice, I didn’t understand why my daddy would leave me or James. Once I understood I got fairly angry, I wouldn 't just let him leave like that. I thought that he left just because he missed my mother, and all I could think was that he didn’t want the last pieces of her.
James snapped me out of my thoughts, “You have to come with me today. I can promise you that it will be interesting!” There it was. The first twinkle in his eyes. I narrowed my eyes at him but begrudgingly shooed him out and got changed and threw my hair into a ponytail. I had no idea what we would be doing today, but if it is anything like the time he convinced me to help him TP our old principal 's house then i 'm going to stay in the