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Show Inside Out, 209 But Dad didn't lecture. He took a deep breath and said, "Andli, you've always been trustworthy. I have never doubted your judgment about situations. I know you wouldn't even think of doing that if it weren't important." He stood up. "I would like to drive you to this boy's house so that you can talk to Terra. Would that be OK?" I stared at him in disbelief He really wanted to drive me there? Wanted to help me? He saw my confusion and smiled a little. "We won't be long, will we? I can wait in the car and give you a ride home after you talk to her." I was still speechless. Dad smiled, "Is it so hard to believe that I might remember what it feels like to be a teenager? You have important things to do. Let's go." He headed up to his bedroom. With a start I remembered my feet and ran up behind him to get the student directory from my room. On the way to Russel's house Dad asked me about Terra. "She's the yoga girl, right? You haven't told me much about her," he said. Neither of us commented that I never mentioned anything about much of anything at home. "Oh, well, she's . . . we have only been friends for a little while. She's in my English class. She won the Young Writer's Academy scholarship." "Isn't that the same one Sophie won?" Dad asked. I had never told him I had entered. "I'm looking forward to meeting her." After a moment he said, "So, do you want to tell me what went wrong today?" What could I tell Dad about today? |