Andy
I'd managed to avoid Dad on Sunday by getting home from Claire's house late. Could you blame me, though? Who in their right mind would want to walk away from having fun with their gorgeous girlfriend to go home and fight with their dad over his past mistakes? Being around Claire was changing me. I wasn't shackled with pain anymore. Sure, it was still in me, but I felt like, for the first time in months, I had control over it. Claire made me want to participate in life again, not just sit on the sidelines and watch as it passes me by. Her love was like a drug, one that could pull me out of the dark hell I'd been in since Pia died. The more time I spent with her, the more I craved her when we were separated.
I'd never felt this way about anyone before, not even Pia, which makes me fe
