As soon as my dad picked up the phone, I could tell something was wrong. Porn After tossing our jackets aside, instead of sitting on my desk chair or grabbing a spot on the floor like I normally did when we spent time in one of our rooms, I walked over to my bed and sat down next to Sandra. His voice sounded tense, and I was pretty sure I could hear my mom crying in the background. —
I was sitting alone at a table in the café, with my back to the door, eating a small sandwich, when I heard the jingle of the bell as someone opened the door. Through the door, I heard Sandra’s voice, almost sobbing.
