It only took one phone call to change my entire life. One phone call and undid years of work from my life.

I got the call during a band practice. We were having more and more because we were going on tour in just a couple of months. . Stella was getting very eager hence more practice time. It was alright though because everyone else was excited too.

Practice was normal that day until I got a call from Gram. . I figured it was nothing important so I let it go to voicemail. Then she called again. That's when I knew something was wrong.

"Sorry guys! It's Gram. I'll try to be quick."

I answer the phone.

"Sweetie I have some news…"

"Gram is everything ok?"

"Your father is coming home."

She goes on saying more about being let off early on good behavior among other things, but I'm no longer listening. I mumble my goodbyes and hang up.

I stand there in the hall alone feeling sad but mostly numb. I debate what to do when Wen sticks his head out the door of the practice room.

"Hey Olivia, you planning on coming back to practice?" He jokes.

"Oh, yeah. I am."

I stumble back into the room in a daze. Everyone gives me odd looks, but I don't have the energy to care. Finally Mo's motherly instincts kick in.

"Hey, Olivia is everything ok?"

It's this that draws me from my haze.

"Ye-yeah I'm fine. Let's get back to practicing."

I'm trying to sound happy convincingly, but by the look she gives me I don't think she bought it. Even still she doesn't say anything, so we continue.

I manage to keep myself together for another 20 minutes before it all becomes too much. I suddenly can hardly sing, my voice is too thick with the tears I'm holding back. I'm struggling to even remember the lyrics that I wrote and I just want to leave.

"You know what guys I'm sorry, but suddenly I'm not feeling so good. I think we should pick up from here at the next practice. I'm sorry."

I choke on my words, but duck my head and all but run from the room. I need to go home and speak with Gram.

This has to be a dream, or perhaps a nightmare. A few people, my band friends, know my dad is in prison, but know one but me and Gram know why. My dad went to prison on account of drug possession and child abuse.