"I am so glad you are back home," My father hugged me in the backseat of our car. "We are only minutes from the house. Your mother and sisters are going to be so happy to see you." Yeah, right.
"I have missed you too," I said lifeless. I couldn’t feel anything. I was numb.
"You don't sound like it," He caught on.
"I am," I forced a smile. "Just a bit tired." I lied.
"You smell like Germany," He laughed at his odd observation. I hugged my German smelling clothes tighter to me.
"Once, we get home. I shall have someone help you unpack your clothes, then we will all go out to dinner. A nice Italian restaurant," My father suggested.
"That sounds very nice," My lip slightly quivered. Laiden and I had our first dinner date at an Italian restaurant. Thinking about it brought back so many m
