Two years ago, today, my father took one of my best friends and I out to dinner.
We were all laughing about stupid things and eating off of each others plates.
We even tried to convince my dad that the cream soda we were drinking was beer until he grabbed my drink and took a big gulp of it and yelled “It’s not beer!” And we all started laughing.
We all got along and there was not one argument.
It felt great to actually get to spend time together.
After dinner, we showed Megan our new house, I grabbed my books for homework and then we left for Megan’s.
He told us he loved us after we got out of the car, and said that he’d pick me up the next day for school..