It has been a couple of weeks since my father first allowed me to go visit him and, even with the stress of exams, I have been going quite often. He seems to be much better, but still will not tell me enough details about it all. I did, however, find packages labelled 'Alec B.' on the bedside tables, which made me wonder what they talk about during their visits.
Strangely enough, things at school have also been calming down. Tyler has infiltrated deeper into our friend circle, which has made it harder to recall the times when he was not around. And even though he did confess to me, things have not gotten as awkward as I feared they might become. Meanwhile, the rest of our classmates also seemed to accept him increasingly and the very few who were still scared of him, now joke around and
