“C ome sit in the front with me.” There was a flicker of a moment in which Daniel seemed to perk up. I might’ve imagined it but he made his way around the car and seated himself next to me.
I wasn’t sure what to say. Of course I wanted to yell at him to shake him up but that’s probably not what Dr. Spock would recommend. It was quiet. I was the adult I had to start the conversation. Could I pretend nothing happened? No that would just be idiotic and irresponsible.
“Wanna talk about it?” I finally said.
He shrugged.
I was parallel parking in front of our house when he finally started. “I hate—”
Seriously kid I’m parallel parking here couldn’t you wait two minutes for the great confession?
