She pulled the small silver Toyota into the driveway of her father's house. A sigh of relief escaped her. Nobody was home. That's what she had expected. That's what she wanted. To be alone again, or at least left alone. Her father would bother her wanting to know how everything had went. She and Bianca would go back to their normal sister rivalries. Kat didn't need that. Not now. Not after the last three years. She wanted to see him. She wanted to fall asleep in his arms again. He was there. He had to be. She wondered if he had waited for her. Did he know she was back? He probably didn't care.
Her bags dropped onto the tiled floor. Several boxes scattered the hallway. She couldn't drag everything upstairs. She couldn't see that room. Not right away. The walls remained plastered in memories. The good memories, from the better days. She wanted those days back. She had had better days. Kat needed something to set her head straight. She needed to get away from it all for a while. She pondered deeply. What could she do? What would make her happy? She needed something to numb the pain. A drink. The Skunk...
Her bags dropped onto the tiled floor. Several boxes scattered the hallway. She couldn't drag everything upstairs. She couldn't see that room. Not right away. The walls remained plastered in memories. The good memories, from the better days. She wanted those days back. She had had better days. Kat needed something to set her head straight. She needed to get away from it all for a while. She pondered deeply. What could she do? What would make her happy? She needed something to numb the pain. A drink. The Skunk...
