I had been flickering through the stations on the TV then back to my phone, scrolling around. I didn’t think that Dulce wouldn’t be coming home till this late, to be fair it was just eight in the evening but still.
Around thirty minutes past eight, Dulce and my father walked in laughing.
“You can’t be serious.” I heard Dulce say.
My dad laughing almost wheezing replied, “I swear. I have never seen anyone run away so fast.”
“I guess that is a lesson learnt for you.” She replied.
They saw me and they stopped smiling and laughing.
I crossed my arms, “I didn’t know you two were coming home together?”
“Oh, Dulce decided to give me a ride in her truck. She is a very good driver.” My father commented.
I gave Dulce a stiff smile, “you were with my father today?”
But before she could ans
