Presley took a deep breath and dialed out to her father.
“Hey P.” He answered on the first ring. “How lucky am I you’re calling me twice when you’re angry?”
“Daddy,” she whined, “don’t.”
“What do you need baby? Do you need me to get your mom?”
“No. Though she should be there for this conversation. Is she with you at the office?”
“She is out in my reception area but I’ll get her. Hold on a minute.”
“Wait. Before you get her Dad, is she okay? I’m feeling really badly about the other night and hurting her. I texted her a couple of times yesterday to check in on her and she said she was fine but she’s not going to tell me.”
“She is hurting P, but she deserved to know what Odin was saying. He’s been blocking all our calls but I want him to explain to her and to me what the point is. She
