Wren
“I can’t believe you, Wren!” Ray pulls into the driveway.
“You had no right, Ray! No right!” I get out of the car, slamming the door shut as I march into the house.
He’s right behind me, fuming. “Of all people? Ezra? That man is thirty-three! He’s older than you by a decade!”
“I’m twenty four!”
“It doesn’t change anything!” The door flings open. “You will not see him again. I won’t allow it.”
I whirl on him, glaring through blurry vision. “You are not my dad, Raymond. Stop dictating my life!”
“I’m the closest thing you have to a dad. What the f**k, Wren? You lied to me! You wanted to pick a fight with me when I asked, meanwhile you were lying all along? Can you see what a bad influence he is on you?”
“Ezra’s not a bad influence. He’s the love of my life!” I scream. “I love th
