“Weren’t you a man-whore?”
“Watch your language.”
“I didn’t say it.”
“Then who did?”
“Come on, Kerry. It was everywhere. Now you’re trying to act like a father who only cares about his daughter’s future.”
“So you’ve been reading those fucking papers, too?”
“It was all over the internet.”
“You shouldn’t believe everything they say about me.”
“Then why don’tyoutell me what I should believe?”
I think this is the longest conversation we’ve ever had. It may not be my favourite topic, but I can’t let this opportunity slip away.
“Let’s just say that I’m hardly a saint.”
“No way.”
“But I’m not a total dick, either. I’ve made a few mistakes, and now I’m trying to make things right.”
“For her?”
“To be a better person,” I say through my teeth.
“Someone thatshewill like.”
“Can you stop that? You’re obsessed with the idea of me and the headmistress.”
“I honestly couldn’t care less who you sleep with, Kerry.”
“I’ve already told you not to speak to me like that.”
Skylar falls quiet, staring into the distance in front of her. I don’t think I’ve been too harsh. Or maybe I have? Should I have disciplined her, or been friendlier, more light-hearted?
Jesus, I’ll never learn.
“She seems alright.”
“Mmm?”
“The head teacher.”
I try to keep my cool. “She is. She always has been.”
“Have you known her for a long time?”
“Since we were kids. We both went to your school.”
“Did you sleep together back then?”
I sigh. “No.”
“Did you like her?”
