Kimberly’s POV
She didn’t speak for around ten minutes. The second I mentioned my father being out of jail and she realized that I wasn’t joking she turned her body away from me and stared out of the window. I knew she was nervous. I could feel it, and not just because of how her demeanor changed, but because she always quieted down whenever she got too uncomfortable. Speaking of him usually did that to her.
“Mom?” I asked in a low voice. “You have to talk to me.”
All she did was shake her head as she continued to stare out the window, completely ignoring everything around her, including the fact that Landon and I were there.
“Maybe we should give her a minute or so to let it sink in?” Landon leaned over and asked me.
“No, she doesn’t get to have a minute,” I argued, suddenly feelin
