I ran my eyes over his face. There was a certain honesty on there. I wasn't sure because I clearly am not an expert in these things, but I could tell he sincerely meant this. He wanted to start over what he had been doing wrong all these years. She would ask me to forgive. They both would. "Okay! Even though you are about eighteen years late, I think we can do that. And I'm sorry too."
He looked shocked, as was I as I sat back down in my chair. "Uh-I-um-"
Wow, I've rendered my father speechless. For the first time, I've seen him lose his composure. I held back his smirk, my eyes flickering to the photos on his walls. I saw one of him and Addison after one of her showcases at Idllywind Arts Academy.
"Can I ask you something?" He nodded, still looking at me like he had seen something he shouldn't have. "How come you acted that way after Addison died?"
