“Wow,” Sina’s father said to Sina, staring her up and down in the pack house living room.
They had barely said two words to each other in the past fifteen minutes, just trying to get over the sheer fact that they were actually meeting for the first time.
While I felt like a f*****g joke, unable to move and meeting Sina’s father the first time, I found myself sitting in the living room—thanks to Thayer’s help—watching Sina interact with him. There was no doubt that they were related—their bright and glimmering eyes were a straight giveaway.
“I can’t believe it’s actually you,” Sina said.
Thayer crossed his arms and leaned against the wall. “I can. You both don’t know when to shut the hell up.”
Sina cut her gaze to him, as if to tell him to shut up, but she ended up smiling at him. He g
