The next day was perfect. We spent the entire Sunday with our extended family. Everyone is only leaving tomorrow, and we are set to head back to university on Tuesday. We are only due in class on Thursday, so we still have time. I did notice that my leg ached a lot more today, but it was only because I was busy all the time.
When we went down for breakfast on Monday morning, everyone was already there, besides our dads. We were supposed to have breakfast together, to send everyone off. “Where is dad?” I asked mom after I greeted everyone. “In his office. How is your leg?” “It's okay, the meds have worn off, but it's not that painful today. It's more of an irritation than anything else,” I say.
“You still need to take it easy. Go see your dad, they are waiting for you. He needs to tell yo
