Sorry I never finished writing last night. I guess you could say I had other things on my mind.
And after what happened this morning, well… Now I have even more to think about.
We were all sitting at the dining room table when it happened.
Mari walked right in, headed to the counter, grabbed a plate, and sat down in her usual place. Huge smile on her face, friendly “Good morning”, and everything.
Nearly two weeks of silence, and now this? I swear, you could have heard a pin drop the moment she walked in the room. Even Gabriela was stunned.
I think Jade was the first one brave enough to say anything. And I don’t even remember what she said, to be honest. Something innocent and meaningless. Like “How did you sleep?” or “Do you like your eggs?”
But what really mattered was the way Mari answered. She was so bright and cheerful. And I guess “forced” isn’t the right word for how it felt. There was definitely something genuine behind it. That much I could tell. But something was just… off. I’m not quite sure how else to describe it.
I know I should have been happy to see her like that. And I guess a part of me was, but… Mostly I was just confused. And a little worried, too. Especially thinking back to last night, when I’d caught her leaving.
I think I actually had the car keys in my hand before I decided not to go after her. And I still can’t say for sure whether or not it was the right choice. But, whether I like it or not, Mari’s an adult now. She can make her own decisions. And, to be honest, finally seeing her going somewhere, doing something… Well, I guess it was something of a relief.
But I just keep thinking about the way she was dressed last night. And how late it was when she left home. And that strange air about her this morning…
I know I’m probably looking too much into it. But I’m a dad, what can I say?
It’s my job to worry.