78: A Daddy's Girl

Jarren

            Long after Kaileeh returned to the house, I sat on the bench, staring into the trees. There was so much going on around me, and for the first time, I felt helpless, crippled by the intensity of the situation. It didn’t seem that I could catch a break. When I thought I had one thing under control, something would happen to make it more difficult, or something else would come up altogether. 

            Dread was something that I was beginning to feel quite often, and that was rare for my kind. Life was constantly surprising people, but I felt as if I’d had my fair share of surprises in the three hundred and twenty-eight years I had been alive. Someone, somewhere, thought differently.

            I was so caught up in my thoughts that I