Chapter 18 I attempted to go to sleep, but my mind whirred. Each time my father had come around, my mother would use me to lure him back into the relationship. Oh, I knew the drill! Let's do this for our daughter? Just a family trip, for our daughter? A candle lit dinner, to talk about our daughter? We should try to work things out, because that is what a father would do for his daughter? At fifteen years old, I'd been knowledgeable enough to know that what went on between my parents involved a lot more than just 'talk' once they'd shut the bedroom door. What about me? Adam almost kissed me today? Could I do it? Could I tolerate it if Adam led the blonde-haired beauty from the tabloids down that hallway and shut the bedroom door? I tossed and turned, wondering how Pippa would react wh