Katherine Wilson
We were meeting with my dad today, but something came up for Cameron. He had said that Lance had asked to meet with him, but I overheard him talking to his mother. His voice was unusually calm and reserved when they spoke, but I remained uninvolved.
My dad and I had decided to meet at our new favourite restaurant- the one we first met at for the first time after so many years.
“You know why I’m here” I said as I swallowed the food in my mouth. We’ve been tip-toeing around the subject since I’ve arrived and I was ready to get down to business.
“Sweetheart, I know you said we were meeting with Mr. Richards today, but I’ve already met him. I really don’t think you grasp how difficult this situation is.”
“What do you mean?” I pouted. He stared at me from across the table
