Everly
Joshua has been acting strangely. Every time I talk about going to his house, he makes up an excuse for me not to go. This is really testing my patience.
"Eve, where's your head at? I'm asking if you want a big party or something more personal?"
Really, Mom?
"Mom, I don't have enough friends for a big party, and I don't even want one. Just something small with Dylan and David." I shrug. I don't care about the party. In fact, I didn't even want to celebrate, but my mom gave me two choices.
"And we can't forget your teacher! He needs to come, Mr. Carter has helped you a lot!"
You have no idea how much he's helped me, Mom...
"And your father? Aren't you going to invite him?" I stop cutting the potato and look at my mom. She knows my father is a hard limit for me.
"I thought we
