Chapter 22

“Why haven’t you touched your food, Betsy?” Dad asks worriedly. We are having our dinner.

I just arrived in town earlier because it’s my day off. My mood is off since I haven’t heard from Devyn yet. I reluctantly glance at my dad who is looking at me.

“I’m not that hungry, Dad.”

“Is there a problem? It seems like something is bothering you,” he persists. His voice sounds very concerned.

“I’m fine.” I force smile to reassure him that everything is okay.

He lets out a heavy sigh. “I know you are missing Grandpa. I do too. We should always think that he is now in a better place.”

He sips on his coffee and then puts it down. He looks at me with curiosity. “That guy who came here before, is he your boyfriend?” he asks straightforwardly.

“I’m not even sure anymore.” I reply in a small voice and rub my eyes. I am stating a fact because this is what I currently feel.

Dad shakes his head disappointingly. For a mom