Chapter 15
Quadratic Problems
Dad must not have seen Darcie leave, and if he did, he didn’t pay any mind to her.
He’s in a decent-enough mood that he picks up a pizza for dinner, a rarity because of my closely watched diet, but this is an artisanal pie from some overpriced restaurant, so while it might look like a chain-store pizza at first, this one is made with kale and goat cheese and organic chicken.
Don’t care. I’m starving. I eat half of it by myself and only save him the other half because it’s rude to eat all the food when you’re meant to be sharing.
Dad makes the usual conversation over dinner—recapping his emails with Coach Tosto, rambling on about some executive board gossip I couldn’t care less about, and finally rounds the bend on asking about my schoolwork, i.e. upcoming
