RIVER

Two weeks had passed by in a flash. My dad had been more proud of Taylor than I would have thought. Taking him to places and smugly introducing him to his friends.

“You’ve had him all this time,” he would say when I brought it up.

I couldn't win against him, so I just let it go. I was happy that they both seemed to be getting along better than I anticipated, and that was all that mattered.

“Do you really have to leave tomorrow?”

I looked up and opened my mouth, but my father ...