I’m Sorry, Daddy (CHEEKY #1) by May Alder EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: May Alder
- Language: English
- Genre: contemporary romance
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Tina
I immediately know something is wrong when I get home.
Mom and Dad are fighting again, but it’s not the normal
hushed kind they do behind closed doors when they think I
can’t hear them. No, they are full-on shouting at each other,
and I rush down the hallway to their open bedroom door, the
carpet hiding the clap-clap sounds my sandals normally
make. Shock ripples down my spine at what I find. Their
bedroom is a mess of destruction, and I drop my heavy
shopping bags on the floor.
“What’s going on?” I ask, afraid of the answer. My voice
sounds shrill and panicked to my own ears.
“We’re leaving,
” Mom practically growls as she roughly
brushes back a long lock of frizzy, bleach-blonde hair behind
her ear only for it to fall right back in her flushed face. “Start
packing your bags, Tina. I’ll pick you up in a few days after we
get the keys to the new house.”
“New house? We’re moving?” I look around in confusion
at the piles of Mom’s things littered about the room. Empty
drawers hang open from the dark-stained wood dresser on
my left across from their bed on my right. High-end toiletries
and shoes are spilled haphazardly on the rumpled white and
blue striped comforter as Mom flits about the modest room,
carrying armfuls of clothes from their closet on my far right,
and shoving them at random into two suitcases lying open on
the bed.
Dad must have just gotten home from work since he is still
dressed in his typical gear—long-sleeve, gravel-colored
Carhartt button-down shirt tucked into dark blue Wranglers,
his massive silver belt buckle that Mom always rolls her eyes
at, and steel-toe work boots caked in dried mud.
He hasn’t looked my way since I entered the room, nor
does he as I approach him on shaky legs, twisting my hands
together as I wait for him to acknowledge my presence. The
way he ignores me shouldn’t hurt after so many years, since I
should be used to it by now, but it still stings. He simply tugs
at his dark brown beard as he does when he’s pissed off or
worried about something while staring holes in Mom’s back.
I take a good look at the mess, and there’s a glaringly
obvious lack of his things being taken out and packed into her
suitcases. There’s also a vile leaking used condom and its
wrapper discarded on the floor that I try really hard not to
think about.
“Daddy? We’re moving?” Fear and confusion make my
heart pound and blood rush in my ears. I rarely call him Daddy
anymore since he usually scowls when I say it, but it just
slipped out. “Please, Daddy, talk to me,
” I beg when he
continues to ignore me, and I stamp my foot like a child on
the verge of a meltdown instead of my nineteen-year-old self
who should be well beyond such immature behavior.
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