Page 68 of Skye's Fall
“Hey! Can you come over tomorrow?” Memphis calls me out of the blue.
“Yeah, what’s up?”
“One of the horses threw his shoe,” he says.
“Sure, yeah. What time?”
“Like around nine. Ever will make you breakfast,” he tells me. I can’t say no to that. You’d be crazy to say no to Ever’s breakfast. “Thanks. I have to do some errands. Just make yourself at home.”
“Alright.” I hang up and check on my dad. He’s sleeping in my room. We got back late last night. I’m taking him to Atlanta when he wakes up. We talked all the way home and worked through a lot of our issues.
He doesn’t know Mallory, so that’s still a mystery. He thinks Kelsey and Lily stalked Skye and found out about her life. It just confirms they’re crazy. She was with Memphis and had no claim to me. Then again, I didn’t want anyone but her, so if they tried to worm their way into my life, I would have shut it down.
Since reconnecting with my dad, Angie has tried to call, but I’ve ignored her. I’m going to change my number as soon as I can. Everything on the show happened so fast, I never got a chance to ask Memphis to get me a new phone.
And as soon as my dad is settled in and I fix the horse’s shoe, I’m finding Skye and we are going to talk about everything. I’m not holding back and I’m not lying to her. Lies lead to unhappiness. I’m going to open up and hope she does the same.
“You look deep in thought,” my dad comes out of my room, looking refreshed.
“Have a lot going on. You ready?”
“I am. Thank you for doing this.”
“I want you to get better,” I tell him.
“I want that, too. I want to be around when you have kids.”
“Have to get the girl back,” I reply dryly.
He doesn’t comment as we climb into the car and head out of town. I come upon the water tower and slam on the brakes.
“Pretty sure that’s not going to be a problem,” he chuckles.
Painted on the tower in huge red letters is ‘I love Lincoln Styles’.
What in the ever-loving world? Did she do this? Maybe my dad is right. My dad laughs, and I turn to stare at him. Did he know about this?
“I didn’t have anything to do with this, if that’s what you’re thinking,” he clarifies.
“Okay,” I mutter, smiling. This won’t be that hard then. We still have a lot to work out.
“You have a goofy smile on your face. It’s good to see you happy again,” he laughs.
It does feel good. I grin the whole way to the rehab center, thinking about having her in my arms.
My dad doesn’t say anything until we pull in, “I know you’ve had it rough. And I know you’ve been hurt. Just go into everything with an open mind and heart and be sure to listen.”
I take a minute to mull that over. It’s great advice.
“Thanks, Dad,” I pat his shoulder and we head inside. I’m proud of my dad for doing this, not only for me but for himself and his future grandkids. Takes a big man to admit when he’s messed up and to take the steps to get it together. I should follow suit and soon.
Once he’s registered and has his room, we say one more goodbye.
“You go get your girl. Next time you come visit, she better be with you,” he grabs my neck and hugs me.
“I will. Hopefully next week,” I say as I wave to him.
I’m still thinking of the water tower and I smile the whole way home.
