Wyatt by Ali Parker

Author:Ali Parker [Parker, Ali]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B07NQV9HX6
Publisher: BrixBaxter Publishing
Published: 2019-03-21T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Piper

I paced the sidewalk, back and forth, back and forth, aware of all the eyes on me from people walking or driving by and people in the restaurant.

I didn’t care.

After five minutes, I pulled my phone out of my purse and stared down at the screen. I pulled my father’s number up, and I stared at that, too.

“Just call him,” I whispered to myself.

How hard could it be? All I had to do was say I was sorry and that I loved him. Even if he didn’t forgive me right away, at least I would have said it, right?

I sighed and gazed up at the sky.

I thought about what Wyatt had told me about his own father. It was impossible not to wonder what had gone down between the two of them the last time he saw his father, but that was not a question I was going to ask, and it was something I would understand if I never found out. It was a private moment. A moment Wyatt would carry around with him for the rest of his life, along with all the shame and guilt that came with it.

My heart ached for him. He was too good a man to have a burden like that.

There was no doubt in my mind his father would have forgiven him. Regardless of what had been said, he would have forgiven his son. I wondered dimly if there was a way to make Wyatt believe that.

I considered going back inside and calling my father tomorrow when I hadn’t already had three drinks. I could write out what I wanted to say. I could prepare. There would be fewer margins for error.

But I knew all that was just me putting it off. And like Wyatt had said, life was unpredictable.

“Call him now,” I whispered to myself. “Stop being a baby.”

What was the worst that could happen? He was still mad, and he didn’t accept my apology, and he hung up on me. That was worst-case scenario. And I couldn’t see my father behaving that way unless he was really, really angry.

I swallowed and hovered my thumb over the green button beside his name.

After taking three deep, calming breaths, I pressed dial and lifted the phone to my ear. It took a minute for the call to connect, and when the first ring filled the speaker, my mouth went dry, and my stomach rolled over.

My father answered on the third ring. “Piper?”

I was suddenly very hot, and my throat felt like it was closing. “Hi, Daddy.”

I hadn’t called my father “Daddy” since I was a young girl.

“Is everything all right?” he asked, his voice thin with concern.

“Yes. Yes, I’m fine. I just… I needed to talk to you.”

He was quiet, and then he said, “I’ve been meaning to call you, Pipes.”

The tears that had come so quickly sitting across from Wyatt came back with a vengeance, and as they started to flow freely, so did my words. “I’m sorry, Dad. I never should have said those things to you when we had dinner last week.

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