Chapter 3

It had been two days since Jamie overheard his parents talking about him possibly being sent away. He was still worried and felt guilty. Why had he been such a brat? Why did he hurt his parents? His parents had been nothing but kind to him and he had hurt them. He hurt his parents who would do anything for him.

Jamie continued to think these thoughts as he lay there in his bed at 3 AM. He couldn't sleep. How could he sleep? At that moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in," Jamie said turning on his lamp.

The door opened and Lydia walked into the room.

"What are you doing up?" Jamie asked.

"I had a bad dream," Lydia replied. "I was in class and we took a pop quiz."

"How was that a bad dream?" Jamie asked. "You love pop quizzes."

"That wasn't the nightmare part," Lydia said. "The nightmare was that I made an A minus!"

"You and I have different definitions of nightmares," Jamie said. "I'm happen to be living a nightmare right now."

"What could possibly be bothering you?" Lydia asked. "Oh I know. Mom and Dad want to send you away."

"How do you know that?" Jamie asked.

"The walls between their room and mine are paper thin," Lydia said. "I sleep with earplugs."

"Okay," Jamie said. "So you do know."

"I'm just waiting for you screw up again," Lydia said. "With you gone I can finally have my study lounge."

"Mom and Dad think you're a little angel," Jamie said. "You're not a little angel. You are 100 percent pure evil."

Nathan walked into the room.

"Hey you two," Nathan said. "I don't know if you've noticed, but it's like 3 AM. Get back to bed Lydia."

"Okay," Lydia said. "Good night Jamie. Good night Daddy."

Lydia walked off and Nathan sat on Jamie's bed.

"Was she bothering you?" Nathan asked.

"She's fine," Jamie replied. "She just had a bad dream."

"Okay," Nathan said. "Let's talk about you now. Are you okay? You've seemed strange these past few days. Is something bothering you?"

"I'm fine," Jamie said.

"If something's bothering you, you can always talk to me," Nathan said.

"It's 3 AM," Jamie said. "I'm really tired and I have a huge test tomorrow."

"Okay," Nathan said. "Good night son."

Nathan got up and turned off the lamp. He then leaned over and kissed his son on the forehead.

"Why did you just do that?" Jamie asked.

"Your mother and I used to kiss you on the forehead every night when you were little," Nathan said. "Sorry."

Nathan walked to the door.

"Daddy wait," Jamie said.

Nathan paused. It had been a long time since Jamie called him Daddy. He turned around and looked at his son.

"Thank you," Jamie said. "I love you."

"I love you too son," Nathan said smiling.