Chapter Two
When we finally stopped we were in front of an old dingy two story house with chipping white paint. "Well this is it, I guess" Rose said. I walked up the front steps, are you kidding me? How can anyone live here? It should be condemned or something.
"Mia are you coming inside? It's starting to rain and I don't want you catching a cold." I walked inside; Rose had a bunch of pictures and little knickknacks all around the house. I picked up a photograph of a group of boys without shirts.
"Rose, who are these guys in this picture?"
"Oh, that's just your father and a few of his friends when he was in high school."
"Wow, my dad actually looked like he was having fun"
"Your father was really close to those boys."
"What happened?"
"Well, I don't exactly know your father didn't like talking about it."
"Why not?"
"I don't know, I would ask him about it and he would just say that it wasn't important and that he couldn't talk about it."
"Why couldn't he talk about it? Was it something to do with the other boys?"
"Like I said, I wouldn't know your father would always say he couldn't talk about it"
"I wonder what happened."
"Your guess is as good as mine, do you want some dinner? I ordered a pizza."
"Yeah, pizza sounds good right now."
After dinner, Rose told me a little about the Quileute Tribal School; where I was suppose to finish out the school year. She said that all the kids on the reservation go to school there and that I'll meet a lot of people and make friends. I just sat there and pretended that I was listening to what she was saying, but really my mind was elsewhere thinking about my dad. What happened? Why didn't he want to talk about it? And most importantly, why couldn't he talk about it?
He had heard that their daughter was here, but he didn't think it was true, why would they sent their daughter here after what happened all those years ago. After they swore that they would leave forever and never speak of it. But it was true, he saw her with his own eyes, their daughter, the reason everything went wrong in the first place. The reason that his life was forever changed, he didn't know why she was here or what she knew. But he did know that she couldn't find out what happened no matter. She could never find out what happened here.