pregnant.
I rub my belly unconsciously as I try to find the
right words to tell my dad he’s going to be a
grandfather.
“I miss you.”
What a coward I am.
“I just miss my dad,” I say like a five-year-old
baby.
“Oh honey, I’ll try to leave tomorrow.”
I’m not strong enough to tell him on the phone
and I sure don’t know how I’m going to do it when
he’s standing in front of me. But the time has come
to tell everyone. I can’t hide it anymore.
~ ~ ~
I get my books and start studying for the upcoming
exam. It’s already late and I should be sleeping so I
can wake up relaxed and less tired than usual but
I’ve rested too much today and I’m not that tired
now. What’s more, I’m hungry. I’m craving
pancakes but they just make me think of Patrick.
I sigh and get back to my studies but every
excuse is good for a distraction. I am miles away
from these books, from what I’m trying to study.
They say all roads lead to Rome … all my roads
lead to him.
Then I get up off the couch and go to the
window that looks out over the street and his
motorcycle isn’t out there. I decide to go down,
maybe get a cup of tea with Rain who’s working
tonight, seeing as he’s not there.
