CHAPTER SEVENTY
“Um…do you think you can bunk a few classes today?” I questioned the moment Leon picked up after two rings. It was an insane request but I needed to get done with all this drama as early as I could so that I can settle down to study for my mid-terms. Failing was not a welcome word in my dictionary and in only a few weeks, I had managed to skip more classes than I have ever skipped in my entire life.
“What? It's only mid-day,” he whispered.
“Please Leon, I need you. It's um…about my father,” He was the only one who knew about the letter from the man claiming to be my dad.
“Only because you sound so desperate. So where are you right now?”
“Can we meet at the Diner? Your burger is on me,” I said.
“Now you totally bought me. Give me twenty minutes and I’ll be there,” I
