"DJ is going to...going to..." I stopped for a second.
Can Dad really handle this? I mean what if he doesn't. What if he...? No...he wouldn't. But what if he does Stephanie, that phrase keeps repeating over and over in my head.
Dad stared at me and calmed down. "So, what is it Steph. Please tell me, honey."
"I just...I just can't Dad." Dad was getting more impatient now. "I'm afraid what you will think,"
"Steph, whatever you tell me, I won't get upset." Oh sure, he says that now. But what will he think when I tell him the big news.
"You promise?"
"Yes, honey, I promise."
Okay, I should go for it. If DJ dies before I tell him. I will never let my guilt go.
"Well, when I kept reading in her diary. I saw words and didn't want to see. She said she wanted to...to...to...ki hursef." I muttered the last two words.
Dad leaned in closer to me. "Wait, Steph what were those last two words, again? I didn't hear."
Gr. "SHE WANTED TO KILL HERSELF, OKAY?"
Dad fell onto a chair. "I can't believe it. My sweet DJ, wouldn't do such a thing."
"I'm sorry Dad, but I couldn't at first. I just c-."
Dad quieted me down. "Steph, this wasn't your fault. If you didn't read DJ's diary, then what do you think could have happened."
Of course I wasn't going to answer that.
Dad had his head on his forehead and shaking it. "This is all my fault. If it wasn't for me lecturing her, she wouldn't have gotten all suicidal."
Now I was getting impatient. "Dad! You weren't the only one making her life miserable."
"But I'm her dad, Steph. I should have talked to her more calmly. How could I be so blind from what was going on with her." Dad started to cry--and so did I.
I hugged my Dad hard.
"Dad we have to do something. What if DJ's on the urge to kill herself?"
"You're right, Steph."
Dad picked up the phone and he dialed the emergency number. "Hello, Officer. This is Daniel Tanner. I here to report there is a missing girl, named Donna Joe Tanner. Can you please look for her? Yes. Okay. Thank you very much." Dad hung up the phone.
"What did they say, Dad?" I asked him gently,
"They said they would look for DJ right away and so are we." I looked up. "Get your coat, Steph."
I got my coat off the coat rack and I closed the door behind me.
Where are you, DJ?
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