After the whole issue with Bridget, I suddenly felt the need to go to the prison to see my father. I had been avoiding this day for so long, and knew it was coming.
“I feel the need to see my father,”I said to Carson.
“Truth be told, I've thought of it too,”He replied.
“Let's go by noon,”I said.
“Okay ma'am “.
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Carson was quiet all morning. He knew how much I was struggling so he didn’t ask questions, but I could see it in his eyes—he wanted to be there for me, no matter how hard it would be.
It was finally noon and we drove straight to the prison, although it was a quiet drive but I feel there's a lot going on, in our minds.
“You don’t have to do this,” he said finally, as we sat in the car outside the prison gates.
I squeezed his hand. “I do. I have to hear it from him
