“What are you doing here, Dad?” I asked him.
My whole system is shaking. I cannot remove the mere thought in my brain that he saw me kissing Genius in my doorstep. Damn it! What if he gets mad because of what I was doing? I cannot imagine how he would react because I am not sure if a father would want to see his daughter kissing someone.
I am already in terrible horror when I try to think that he listened to my conversation with Genius. I want the earth to swallow me whole!
Dad smiled and stood up before getting a piece of paper on top of the kitchen counter. He handed it to me. “I was released earlier. Out on parole,” he told me.
I read the letter and nodded. I was actually told by the chief that Dad could come out earlier than expected because of his parole. But I never thought he
