Jules
The knock kept sounding against the door and I frowned, wondering who it might be. I didn’t feel like seeing anyone, especially after finally seeing Grandpa yesterday evening.
He wasn’t his best at all, he looked frail and weary, like he was weak and all. I had held in my tears because I didn’t want him to see me all shaken like that, but as soon as I left there, I had cried all the way home, and even the taxi woman had had to ask me a couple of times what was wrong.
I had been in my room since then, all cooped up inside, just listening to sad music, crying, and staying up in bed.
I didn’t hear Ryan come in last night, neither did I hear him arrive this morning. I know, I checked to confirm when I went to pick up a bottle of water.
All I did today was wash my teeth and face,
