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her side. The medicine he gave her for pain knocked her out, and I made sure we had bland food for her to eat until she felt better. I’ll take her monthly until her blood counts are up and she is out of danger. One more reason I can’t leave at the end of the year and go away to school.
Chapter 7
Callie
I know he’s been worried since the doctor diagnosed me with the ulcer. I’m feeling much better, slowly getting my appetite back, but he won’t quit hovering.
“Bronson, this isn’t something you can fix. You can’t cure everything.”
“I’ll make sure you take your medicine, get your blood work, and heal. Callie, this could have been much worse. You’ve got to quit doing this to yourself. You can’t control everything.” I know he’s worried. I see the concern all over his face. When you add in the fact this is something out of his power, and he blames my dad for this situation, he is a wee bit overbearing. I will overlook the way he just talked to me.
“I get it. Sorry, but you have to lighten up. These are the last few months we have together until you go away to school. Let’s not spend them arguing.” He narrows his eyes at me, not liking when I discuss the inevitable elephant in the room. College. Going away. He swears he doesn’t want to, but I fight him every step.
“I have other options,” he warns me.
“I know this, we’ve talked about it until we’re blue in the face. Don’t let us being together change your plans. We have a lifetime. We’ll be fine. I’ll be fine. You go be awesome.” Shaking his head at me, pulling his lips into a thin line, he shows he is annoyed. He is unbreakable as far as this is concerned, but I feel strongly about him not altering his plans.
“How’s your dad been lately?” The one subject he uses to trump what I want.
“Fine, actually. He’s been gone a lot in meetings.” He is studying my response. I don’t ever actually lie to him but do skirt the truth and divert his questioning.
“Your mom?”
“Same. Either buried in a bottle of booze or doped up on pills. Parenting at its best. I believe the Mother of the Year Award should be arriving any time now.” He laughs at this.
“God, you’re a smartass.” I know he was trying to bring up the reasons he should stay, but I’ve been handling this for almost seventeen years. Well, tomorrow will be seventeen because it will be my birthday.
“I’m your smartass, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.”
Kissing my nose, he says, “Nope, you’re perfect the way you are. I could do with less attitude when I’m trying to protect you, though.”
“I’m not giving you attitude. I just want you to succeed in whatever you want. I know you haven’t made up your mind about your future, but regardless, you’re going to college. And to FSU.”
“I’m not going to FSU. I told you USF has the same courses and is only an hour away. I can commute and not much will change.” I roll my eyes at him. He, in turn, raises his eyebrow at me, warning me subtly that isn’t a smart move.
“Okay, moving along,” I hold up my hands in front of me, surrendering to this conversation. “Tell me what we’re doing tomorrow for my birthday.” We have so many things coming up: my birthday, his birthday next month, and then prom. The dreaded graduation is looming, too, when the fork in the road will be chosen. He will decide his path, and I hope it is at FSU. I have a bad feeling about my dad, and I don’t want him anywhere near here. I’ll miss seeing him every day, but we’ll survive. I have Bianca, and I’m glad Dakota is still planning on going away to school. Those two are going to get caught eventually, and it won’t be pretty. Luckily, I have distracted Bronson, so they’ve been fortunate.
“Tomorrow, we’re going out on the boat now that it is warm again. But, tomorrow night, you’re all mine. I had to flip Bianca for tonight or tomorrow, luckily I won. I bribed her so she
Chapter 7
Callie
I know he’s been worried since the doctor diagnosed me with the ulcer. I’m feeling much better, slowly getting my appetite back, but he won’t quit hovering.
“Bronson, this isn’t something you can fix. You can’t cure everything.”
“I’ll make sure you take your medicine, get your blood work, and heal. Callie, this could have been much worse. You’ve got to quit doing this to yourself. You can’t control everything.” I know he’s worried. I see the concern all over his face. When you add in the fact this is something out of his power, and he blames my dad for this situation, he is a wee bit overbearing. I will overlook the way he just talked to me.
“I get it. Sorry, but you have to lighten up. These are the last few months we have together until you go away to school. Let’s not spend them arguing.” He narrows his eyes at me, not liking when I discuss the inevitable elephant in the room. College. Going away. He swears he doesn’t want to, but I fight him every step.
“I have other options,” he warns me.
“I know this, we’ve talked about it until we’re blue in the face. Don’t let us being together change your plans. We have a lifetime. We’ll be fine. I’ll be fine. You go be awesome.” Shaking his head at me, pulling his lips into a thin line, he shows he is annoyed. He is unbreakable as far as this is concerned, but I feel strongly about him not altering his plans.
“How’s your dad been lately?” The one subject he uses to trump what I want.
“Fine, actually. He’s been gone a lot in meetings.” He is studying my response. I don’t ever actually lie to him but do skirt the truth and divert his questioning.
“Your mom?”
“Same. Either buried in a bottle of booze or doped up on pills. Parenting at its best. I believe the Mother of the Year Award should be arriving any time now.” He laughs at this.
“God, you’re a smartass.” I know he was trying to bring up the reasons he should stay, but I’ve been handling this for almost seventeen years. Well, tomorrow will be seventeen because it will be my birthday.
“I’m your smartass, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.”
Kissing my nose, he says, “Nope, you’re perfect the way you are. I could do with less attitude when I’m trying to protect you, though.”
“I’m not giving you attitude. I just want you to succeed in whatever you want. I know you haven’t made up your mind about your future, but regardless, you’re going to college. And to FSU.”
“I’m not going to FSU. I told you USF has the same courses and is only an hour away. I can commute and not much will change.” I roll my eyes at him. He, in turn, raises his eyebrow at me, warning me subtly that isn’t a smart move.
“Okay, moving along,” I hold up my hands in front of me, surrendering to this conversation. “Tell me what we’re doing tomorrow for my birthday.” We have so many things coming up: my birthday, his birthday next month, and then prom. The dreaded graduation is looming, too, when the fork in the road will be chosen. He will decide his path, and I hope it is at FSU. I have a bad feeling about my dad, and I don’t want him anywhere near here. I’ll miss seeing him every day, but we’ll survive. I have Bianca, and I’m glad Dakota is still planning on going away to school. Those two are going to get caught eventually, and it won’t be pretty. Luckily, I have distracted Bronson, so they’ve been fortunate.
“Tomorrow, we’re going out on the boat now that it is warm again. But, tomorrow night, you’re all mine. I had to flip Bianca for tonight or tomorrow, luckily I won. I bribed her so she
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