I leave my car and tell Paul, the guy who wouldn't let me drive by myself, to give me an hour. He drives away and I inhale deeply before walking to the porch of the house I grew up in.
After last night's dream, I can't look at it the same way I did when dad threw a party for my 25th birthday.
Did I really fool myself into thinking we were a happy family once? Were we at one point in time? And if we were, what changed?
I plan on finding that out.
I knock and my brother Jason opens the door for me. "Lily!" he pulls me into a strong embrace, "What took you so long? Don't tell me that dude is holding you hostage. If he is, you know I will-"
"Lily can take care of herself," Dad interrupts him. "Come on in, sugar. I made us some tea and biscuits."
I gaze at the old man and it feels as th
