CHARLOTTE
I got into the car and drove as fast as I could. My phone kept ringing and checking the caller, it was Alexander. I knew attending his calls wouldn't lead to anything productive. He'd go over having a nice conversation to patch things up and settle down with me, and I wasn't in the right frame of mind for that. All I needed was to go home to my dad.
My drive wasn't a smooth one. I had my mind on the past, the thought of my dad; how he mollycoddled me, wouldn't allow anyone to mistreat or mishandle me, and if I was ever in need of anything, I got in time because he'd get it. And if it was something he couldn't get close by, he'd order it. Just anything to make sure that I have all I need.
I had a sudden flashback to those times with the kids. A ball had accidentally struck me o
