AUDREY
“Are you ready? Got what you need?” Anton appeared at the door of my old room in the mansion in the afternoon before we left.
“Yes, just a few things. Come in.” I packed my old books in my bag that I hadn’t had a chance to pick up when I left home. Anton came in and sat on the edge of the bed.
“Hmm. This is Perry.” He picked up my brown teddy bear lying on top of my suitcase. “You carried this around when you were a little. You cried when I accidentally stepped on it.”
I chuckled. “Mom’s first gift. I’m taking that,” I said.
“And now you are leaving again. Aren’t you going to talk to Dad?”
“There’s nothing to talk about with him, Anton. I have nothing to say to him.”
“Stubborn man, is he? Yet you are keeping this house so that he could stay in here.”
“Where else would he sta
