There was a silver lining to the unsettling experience of having my house broken into in the middle of the night because of my sister's reckless behavior. At least, I could avoid the dreaded conversation with my parents the next morning, where they would undoubtedly grill me about my sister's foolishness, my own involvement, and why I hadn't shared the truth with them immediately. Not to mention, they would be eager to hear all about my seemingly perfect Army man boyfriend, whom I had kept to myself until now.
Luckily, I slept in, granting me a reprieve from talking to Dad and Lily about the whole ordeal. However, as I made my way to the kitchen for a much-needed cup of coffee, I spotted a note on the counter from Dad. It was a clear message that I couldn't escape the impending discussio
