PETE
“I'll be back, Mandy,” she said as she stood and followed me. I hoped Mandy wouldn't wait for her because Amy and I are going to take some time.
“Why's my Dad looking for me? I mean I just met him an hour ago,” she muttered to herself as we walked side by side.
“How are you?” I asked her, getting the ship ready to sail.
“What?” she was a bit surprised at the question I asked.
“I'm asking how you've been doing since our last... you know?” I repeated my question.
“Is that important right now? I just want to meet with my father.” She turned away, beginning to walk faster than I thought she would.
“Let's go see some flowers.” I stopped her by grabbing her hands. “You'll love it.”
She stared at me for a few seconds, probably thinking I was out of my mind, and I am, just for
