CHAPTER 7
Kennedy’s phone rang a few seconds after they got back on the road.
She sighed and rolled her eyes before answering. “Hi, Dad.”
“Hey, Princess. You made it in safely?”
“Yeah. Everything’s fine.” Could he take the hint and stop worrying about her? If it weren’t for his constant paranoia, would she still struggle with anxiety as much as she did?
“Great.” At least his voice was cheerful. “I’ve been keeping my eyes on the reports. Looks like that volcano’s been pretty quiet the past ten hours or so.”
Kennedy didn’t know what to say in response.
“Well, just stay safe, all right?”
“I will.”
Her roommate was chuckling when Kennedy ended the call.
“What’s so funny?”
“Your dad. Has he always been like that?”
“Yeah, but he means well.”
“Oh, I know he does. That man would serio
