June’s POV
I spent the whole week moping about the house, ignoring all texts and calls from Tiff and JJ. Even Rodney had begun to call me, which told me they were getting desperate. Dad hadn’t spoken to me once since I told him everything I had been up to this summer. He wouldn’t even look at me, making me feel like nothing more than a ghost in my own home. The food I would make for him would go untouched, as he refused to eat it. My existence was no longer acknowledged by him, leaving me utterly crushed with feelings I couldn’t even put into words.
"Dad, you can't just keep ignoring me!"
Nothing. Not even a look my way. He just sat there reading the small gazette our town published. I was surprised the front page didn't read Sheriff’s Daughter Gone Wild. He ate his cereal, washing hi
