“I just wanted to see who was out there,” I confessed.
“But a lot of people turned away after hearing that you were a driver.”
“So, you didn’t tell them that I was the owner of a transportation company?” my dad chuckled.
“Well, you drive the vehicles!” I exclaimed. “That makes you a driver!”
“Mint choc chip or just plain chocolate ice cream?” he asked me.
“Mint, please. So, are you going to see Billie again?” I asked.
“Cole, relax,” he said, but he was smiling.
“I’m going to see her, sure. But we do have a lot of history. And I did love her once.
But your mother was the love of my life, so I need Billie to understand that before we even consider anything else.”
I nodded.
“I’m just happy that you’re thinking about it,” I said.
