Chante
Pacing back and forth, I waited for my mother and Freddie to leave the small visiting room. All I could think about was getting out of there. The man I used to look up to was gone. Actually, he was never really there. Now that the truth had come out, I saw my father for who he really was. I saw all the lies he told me. I meant every word I said, and I didn’t care if he cared or not. In my mind, my father was gone, and I never wanted to see that man again.
My mom and Freddie stepped out a couple of minutes later, and my heart softened when I saw my mother wiping her eyes. She was crying again, and it broke my heart to see her like that. Knowing there was absolutely nothing I could do to make it better. That thought just made me even more angry at her husband! We left the jail in si
