Cal got home several minutes after Sierra, who was already barricaded behind her locked bedroom door. “I know you’re in here,” he said, knocking on her door. “We have to talk.”
He heard something behind the door, and a moment later, Sierra opened it. She wore the same tank top, but instead of the shorts she’d had on earlier, she now wore a pair of pajama shorts. “Look, Dad, I’m sorry.”
Yeah, sure sounded like she was. Cal didn’t say that, though. He shouldn’t have been sarcastic at the outdoor cinema either. Jo would’ve hated that, and Cal had regretted his angry actions and words with his daughter in public.
“I’m sorry too,” he said. “I shouldn’t have made a scene at the cinema.”
Sierra folded her arms. “I suppose I’m grounded.”
“Big time,” he said. “I don’t understand why you couldn
