Camila’s POV
I stepped out of the taxi and paid, before walking to the door of my father’s house. I had finally gotten around to seeing my father after I came back, and I hope he was now very strong.
Oh right, what Beverly had called to tell me about that day turned out not to be a big deal. The doctor had to me he had an inflammation and needed surgery. I had paid for it and that was that.
He had been out of the hospital the week I got here, and I’m recovery already, and that was what I was hoping for. Beverly had made a mountain out of a molehill just to get some money from me. She had always been like that, anyway.
I had wondered why she had been unable to pay for it, or why Dad’s insurance wasn’t covering for it, only for me to realize she had convinced him off it, and made him
