As we get closer to the pack house I grow more and more nervous.
I'm going to learn stuff about Connor, and it won't come from his mouth.
I want to learn about him, but I want him to be the one to tell me.
I have no choice but to go to this meeting today and I have no choice but to listen to everything.
If they find out about him and see me with him, then Connor will be in serious trouble and people will think I'm leaking private information to the enemy or something, and I know for sure they would be wrong.
Connor isn't an enemy and he will never be an enemy.
Soon enough, we make it to the packed house. My father opens the door and allows Mom and me in first before he and John follow suit.
We walk down the hall and my father gets in front of us and leads us to the meeting room.
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