Sophie momentarily paused before rapping a knuckle on the door. Her stomach was in knots as she waited for permission to enter Gully's office.
“Come in,” Gully shouted.
Taking a deep inhale, followed by a long, slow blowout, Sophie opened the door. She had spent most of a sleepless night trying to come up with a plan of action but had soon realised that she needed help.
“I hope I’m not interrupting, Uncle Gul?”
“Sophie, what a pleasant surprise. Keeping out of trouble, I hope?”
Sophie laughed and took a seat on the sofa. “You know me. Trouble is my middle name. I need to talk to you if that’s okay?”
“Sure,” he said. “What’s troubling you?”
She took another deep breath to steady her nerves and began fingering a cushion. “I made up with Dad. He asked me to move back home. We spoke ab
