"It wasn't what it looked like Dad," I tried. "I was returning a book for Holden and I saw her there. I just stopped to say hi to her."
"I know," Dad replied calmly.
"Dad, just- Wait, you know?" I asked.
We just made it to the car. Hal was leaning against the driver's door, but straightened when he saw us. Dad turned to face me finally, looking as calm as ever. Which was making my nerves worse. Dad is never the calm one. I have a sinking feeling about it. Like the calm before the storm.
"Yes, I know," he said. "I know you've been sneaking around to have little conversations with her. I know you've been lying about extra practice and schoolwork to see her. I know that Holden gave you a nice little set-up to talk to her again. Just like I know that the bracelet on your wrist is from her.
