AMY
I couldn't sleep the entire night after the discussion I had with Sandra.
I had dinner, but then, I went upstairs to my room to think about everything we had talked about and found some clues, but my mind couldn't think of anything. The words she said kept echoing in my mind.
Dad cheated? How was that possible?
Thinking about it made me wonder what Dad has been up to for such a long while. He had been here practically two days ago, trying to speak to Sandra, and suddenly, he didn't show up again.
I was too tired to talk to anyone, but this situation was serious. Sandra had thanked me for letting her stay here for a while, and she said she'd be going back to her father's home soon.
God!
I didn't know what to do. I mean, I was a college student, what was I supposed to do? An
