Days had slipped by, and there had been no word from Jared.
Chandler, too, remained silent. Though I occasionally crossed paths with him at Gramps' house, I couldn't muster the courage to inquire about Jared's whereabouts.
To my surprise, my father eventually relented, allowing me to leave the house after a few days of grounding. His prolonged presence at home had been unexpected.
I had assumed he'd resume his frequent travels after a week, but my eavesdropping skills had caught him discussing with my mom that he intended to extend his stay, shifting his focus from the business world to me.
Now, he seemed determined to be a more involved father. I couldn't decide whether I liked the idea, but under different circumstances, I might have welcomed it.
Sunday morning arrived, and I dreade
