Her Dad’s Best Friend novel Chapter 22

“What? No!”

“Who is it?”

The darkness outside makes me feel like I can tell this stranger what’s going on. I can confess my sins in the dark. I won’t see him again, anyway.

“It’s my dad’s best friend.”

He whistles. “That’s pretty bad.”

“I know.” But I straighten up and lift my chin. “I’ll figure it out.”

“How does your dad feel about it?”

“He hates it. He cut me off, so now I have to find a job.”

“Is that the worst thing in the world?”

“No. But my last one was for…him…and now I have to list him as a reference.”

“That’s complicated.”

“I know.” I feel a lot better just after talking, though. “You’re a really good listener. I think you’ll make a good therapist.”

“It’s easy to listen to a pretty girl like you.” He smiles at me.

“Get the fuck away from her.”

Both of us turn and look at Link, who is standing next to us. I was so absorbed in telling my sad story that I didn’t notice that Link had tracked me here.