It was my insecurity, my fear of not being good enough, of being left behind.
Dad stood and gently scooped Calvin into his arms.“Like I said, I’m not going to tell you what to do or feel or anything like that.This is something you need to think about.This is about facing what your actual feelings are.And you know what I’ll say to do after that.”
“Talk to them about it,” I said.
He nodded.“Talk to them.That’s the only way any of this is going to work.Who knows, maybe you aren’t the only one with that kind of feeling.You’re in an uncommon situation.”With that, he carefully carried Calvin upstairs, leaving me to face my own emotions about the situation.
His advice only scared the shit out of me even more.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Iwas already awake, staring at the ceiling when my phone began buzzing.I glanced over at the window, noting that the sun wasn’t even up.Too tired to really want to move, I ignored my phone, but it was insistent.I already knew what it was about.
Today was Christmas morning and Paxon already warned me that Calvin was more excited about coming over for the holiday than anything else.
Finally, I groaned and grabbed my phone.
Paxon:Are you awake?
Paxon:This is Cal.I stole Paxon’s phone.
Paxon:Cadie?
Paxon:Are you awake now?
I sighed and finally put the poor little man out of his misery.
Me:I’m up.Go back to sleep.
Paxon:Once Dad gets up, we’re opening presents, then I get to come over.
Me:See you soon then.Go open your presents.
I put my phone back down and turned around to face the wall, letting myself doze off, but it didn’t last long.My phone started buzzing again.
What the heck was going on?
