June 6th
Today was the last day of school. Happy took me out for ice cream. This was a tradition I had with Dad. He would show up in his sports car, usually with something that would put the other moms to shame. Then after school let out, he would take me to get ice cream and we would try to out do each other with adding as many toppings as we could.
Today I got a standard strawberry ice cream. I didn't want toppings, because I felt like I didn't deserve them. Why should I be happy when dad's probably in a cave somewhere, being waterboarded because he's an American?
Obie called again, asking about the idea that dad is dead and I started crying about it again. Emergency procedures have been put into order that basically let Obie handle everything. He's dealing with the board; he's dealing with the tech geeks. I'm supposed to be a kid, carefree about adult responbilites as Pepper says.
June 20th
Pepper took me to that A-team movie. Dad would have loved it. Dad of course, liked to rent out an entire theatre by himself, order all the snacks and sodas (of course he would pour 'adult beverages' into his). Pepper got a small soda for herself. I got popcorn and a regular soda but I couldn't eat it. Pepper is trying to get permission so I can see a shrink. Why?
June 30th
There are rumors that dad is alive, but we can't be sure. I haven't slept in my bed since school ended. I've started seeing a shrink, trying to get myself back to normal. He's okay. Pepper thinks maybe visiting my mom would be good for me. I told her my mom has to come to me, nothing else.
Most nights I sleep in my dad's bed. The first few nights he was gone I found the shirt he had worn to the Vegas thing the night before and I would sleep on top of that. His cologne was still on it. I remember the first time he wore that cologne in front of me. It's my first real memory of him. He came to pick me up from pre-school. Must have been when I lived with Mom in LA. I remember sitting in the car with him, the ACDC is blasting, my blonde hair is blowing in the wind (it was bright blonde back in the day. Now its dirty blonde) He would have one hand on the sterring wheel and another resting on the car. And he basically bathed in that cologne because it was just all over him. I had Jarvis play some old videos of Dad, from when I was a kid. I found one from when I was a baby. Dad was making me dance. I asked Jarvis when this video was filmed and he said sometime in June of 2001. I would have been one.
I hope he's okay