May 24, 2003
At school the next day, I spent my time staring at Mr. Calloway. My mother had given me the option of staying home if I wasn’t ready to deal with my emotions. And I wasn’t ready – which is why I chose to go to school. The last thing I wanted was to confront my anger at my mother for betraying my father. She didn’t have to set him off, she didn’t have to call the cops, and she didn’t have to remind them that this was the third time this year. She knew this incident would keep him locked away.