He drove at the front, while I drove behind him. Lots of thought running through my head. I still have to break the news to my father when I get home tonight. Even after I break the news to my dad, will I stay in New York or return to Los Angeles? I decided to keep all thoughts at bay till i wasn't behind wheels cause I don't want a repeat of what happened the other time. A call came in and it was Grace. I picked the call and put it on hands free "Hey girl! " I squealed, really happy to hear from her. "How are you?" She said, sounding concerned. "I am good. You?" I said with the same happy voice. "Okay? What's up?" She asked. "Nothing" I said. Oh, she was checking up on me because I said I was going to tell my dad. "Oh, I haven't told my dad yet " I said, the weight of it all dawning on me
