Author's Note-
Hey Guys! This is basically just a filler chapter for the rest of the story, so sorry if its a little boring or short.
I'd also like some reviews. Please? I just want to check on how my story is going so far.
Anyway, enjoy!
- haerin. kim. 5492
Annabeth's hand trembled as it lay poised above a clean sheet of white paper, gripping a pencil so tightly her knuckles turned white. She took a deep breath, then began to write.
"Dear Dad,"
"You have to come back from the hospital soon. Susan, Bobby, and Matthew need you. Right now, Susan is-"
Annabeth erased the sentence she was about to finish. No need to stress Dad over how much his family missed him, especially Susan. Susan cried at least once a week, even though she tried to stay strong for the rest of the family. Annabeth set her pencil over the piece of paper again. This time, she would finish the letter without stopping.
- Time Lapse -
When Annabeth finished writing the letter to her father, it read:
"Dear Dad,
You have to come back from the hospital soon. Susan, Bobby, and Matthew need you. Are you healing well from your stroke? Everybody hopes so. Dad, Susan is working full-time now at her office, and later today I need to go work at the nearest Starbucks because I need to save for college. Also because today is Saturday; I go to work on only Saturdays. You know, just in case. Bobby and Matthew are growing up, and getting less annoying. They're actually getting better at school. Good thing, because lately, I don't have time to tutor them anymore. But life's all right. If you only come home, fully healed and healthy, life will be perfect. Perfect enough for me, anyway. Everybody misses you!
Love,
Annabeth
Annabeth sighed, tucking a strip of her blond hair behind her ear. If only Dad came home, life really would be perfect. No crying, no stress, no hard job. Laughter would rule instead.
Well, there wasn't any time to lose right now anyway, because today Annabeth needed to go to work at Starbucks- for the first time. Annabeth blinked away her tears, composed herself, then picked up her lunch.
"Bye, Susan, Bobby, and Matthew! I'm going to work!" Annabeth called over her shoulder as she ran out the door. As she ran toward the Starbucks across the street, she could hear the faint echo of, "Bye Annabeth!"
Annabeth smiled. Some things just hadn't changed.
