16
Erin
“Hi, Dad.”
“Hey, honey, I haven’t heard from you in a
while. How are things?”
I finally have the courage to call my dad and tell
him what’s happening with me.
“How are your studies going? How’s Nate?”
I sigh and decide it’s better to just get right to it.
“Nate and I broke up.”
“What, how? When?”
“Nate’s got someone else, Dad.”
“What kind of … I’ll come back to Dublin right
away and we’ll get things worked out.”
“I’ve found a place to stay.”
“Another place? And how are you paying for it,
dear?”
“Well, for now I’m not paying rent. The guys at
the pub are letting me use the apartment above it.
I’m here for now.”
“You’re living inthat place?” he says
condescendingly.
“It’s not a bad place, Dad.”
“Do you need money? I can send a wire
transfer.”
“No, Dad, I don’t need money. I just…”
“Erin, you’re making me worry.”
“I just need you, Dad.”
“What’s happening, are you in trouble?”
What’s happening? I’m pregnant dad. Very
