BJ's Point of View
"Dad," I called out when I walked into my parent's house.
"In here, son," My dad said, and I followed the sound of his voice to the dining room. My dad was sitting at the table, and I could see the pain on his face. I knew he was sad because my mom was upset with him for keeping Grace's pregnancy a secret from her. I knew it was all my fault, and I felt terrible. I was the one that begged my dad to keep Grace's pregnancy a secret. I wanted to have time to think about what I was going to do. I knew that if my mom and Amelia knew about Grace's pregnancy, they wouldn't be able to hold it from Poppy, and I didn't want her to know because I was worried she would leave me. Not only was Poppy angry with me, but now my mom was angry with my dad. I knew I f****d up big time.
