Chapter 7
He was back in Missoula before he started to relax and stopped thinking of angry things he could have said to Mr. Dogget during their ‘discussion’. It was probably for the best that he hadn’t managed to say any of it. He went up to his apartment just long enough to change and then went for a jog with his headphones in to further clear his head and relax himself. He showered when he got back and fixed himself dinner.
He sat down alone at the table with his pork chop and salad and baked potato and pulled out his phone. He messaged Martha, ~Ran into your dad on my way out. ~ He waited a bit but there was no answer.
~Had a great time, even if talking to your dad afterwards was awkward. Let’s do dinner next week sometime. ~
There was still no reply even by the time he’d finished e
