This chapter I toyed around with first person a little, tell me what you guys think! Enjoy!
After the talk with Emma's dad I knew what I needed to do. Caleb mentioned a job to me a few days ago about a gun run that paid $25,000, I'd done worse for less before so I figured this would be the deciding factor. Emma means so much to me, and I could kick myself for not realizing it sooner. I didn't ever want to drag my family, or anyone close to my family into the kind of shit I had going on when I worked in the drug company. So I let Norman have Emma, but seeing as he had his chance, and blew it, and now that I've got my own business to tend to that's not illegal I can allow myself this.
Caleb wasn't too keen on the idea when I immediately said I would do it, but he knew I wouldn't be suaded to back out. His only wish is that he went with me, to keep me safe.
It was light work getting the guns all the way to Canada, but I couldn't help but worry if we didn't get back in time…
It went down as planned, now just getting back home in less than a day would be the real challenge. Caleb and I left early in the morning and decided shifts would be the most efficient way to do this.
"You really care about her, don't you Dylan?" Caleb asked from the driver's seat. He kept shooting glances over to me as he asked.
It was weird talking to my father about this, we did not have what you would call a normal relationship, so I didn't know how to do this whole "bonding" with him. "Well, yeah I do. Of course."
"I've always liked her." Caleb smiled looking forward to the road.
"I don't need your approval." I don't know why I felt the need to be defensive, it was second nature to me I guess.
"I know you don't, but I'm just saying, you picked a real good one to go for." Caleb calmly spoke to me, and he, unlike Norma, didn't give it back to me.
"Uh… Thank's dad." It was still strange for me to say, so I usually didn't, but sometimes it just slips out.
