Carissa's stomach rumbled again, and she quickly got up and walked inside. Cayla wasn't too far behind. Carissa's father emerged from his den and smiled at her.

"Hi, Daddy." She gave him a hug.

"Hi, pumpkin. How's school?" he asked and led the way into the dining room.

"Good." Carissa didn't tell him about the sorority. He'd freak out and lecture her about how he wasn't paying thousands of dollars per semester for her to party.

Dad took ...