Madeline:
“Wow, you’ve changed so much,” my father said as we stood face to face.
“Well, you seem not to have changed at all,” I replied. I wasn’t trying to insult him, I was just being honest.
“Yeah, your sister takes good care of me. I don’t have to worry about money or anything. All I do now is enjoy my life.”
He was so quick to praise her, something he had never done with me, or so I thought.
“I heard you’re doing great things in the human world. You must be doing well for yourself,” he continued.
As soon as he said that and the frown began to form on my forehead, he laughed, as if to let me know it was just a joke.
“I guess I should say I’m proud of you.”
At those words, something tugged at my spine.
“Wow–thank you,” I said, taking a deep breath. “Maybe Mother would’ve said t
