The mysterious note kept me up at night. I Googled what I could, but it was no help. Yes, my father was a mystery. If he really wanted see me, why couldn't he just show up? Would Mom be that mad?
Of course, she was her usual upbeat self. Naturally, I didn't ask her any questions. She seemed OK with everything, lately.
Sure our house was old, but snug. New windows and even a new bathroom. What more could one want?
Well, I could think of a few things. Like a boyfriend. Maybe.
But I didn't have time for that. Maybe it was best to let this mystery linger and hope another clue fall into place. I didn't want to look too hard, or mom might start wondering about me and my grades. That would not be a good thing.
I'm not saying I'm an all A student, but if I work at it... a little, well at least I'm a B student. You know, I like being in the middle. I guess.
And then we got a new English teacher. That was the last thing I was expecting.
And his name was Mr. Cade.