He drives us home without saying a single word. When we get home, he carries Olive to her room and I'm left to drag my drunken self to the house. I would have gone to wish her goodnight but I opt not to and as I head to my room, he comes out of her room and I just don't want to see him so I unlock my door but he stops me.
"She is comfortable, and the wound is taken care of."
"That's good."
"What the hell were you thinking? She's epileptic for Christ's sake Olivia." He is angry at me.
"I...I don't know-" I am speechless. I know I messed up really bad.
"Seriously Olivia, where were you when she fell down?" Why was he questioning me?
"Oh, you want to know? I was with a man, having a moment of my life, as a matter of fact, he was white, oh and did you know he has lighter eyes than yours?
