He also had a pretty good bar set up with plenty of drinks so we had several drinks as he prepared our meals. We ate a great meal, had a good time an... continued hanging out and drinking. I was getting pretty buzzed at this point and I think he could tell I was hinting around at getting ready to leave. He quickly said that he needed to run by the school and make sure the sprinklers were cutting on at the baseball field and asked me if I would ride with him over there before I left. I needed. I do omelets. If you want eggs done some other way, cereal, or other breakfast stuff just sit at an empty place at one of the tables and someone will come by and take your order within a minute or two.”Angie nodded, “Veggie omelet would be great. Can we tell Lucy and Elin to come? I’ll text them.”“Yes. Where are your husbands?”Angie responded, “Lars is sailing with a friend until early afternoon, and Olive’s is repairing a broken window where a softball oddly went through the pane.” Olive. My dad was unable to express his love for us in any other way except by sex. Fucking was the only way he could connect with another human being. Justin needed to read up about it, I knew from experience.After lunch he and I talked while Angela hit the mall with his bank account. He confessed to me that he loved Angela and wanted to be with her. He said he never meant to hurt me, anybody actually. He couldn't face telling me the truth, indeed, couldn't face the truth that was obvious to everyone. The second part I wasn't sure about, as this time had hurt her a lot more because she'd gotten hopeful about me.Just before the end of lunch my phone rang. I flicked it off. Then Carol's rang.Carol answered hers, "Hi, Julia." Yeah, we're fine. He didn't like hurting Chloe." I'll tell him." Carol turned to me. "Julia says she's very sorry that she did not appreciate how much doing that would hurt you, and for not recognizing it afterward either."Partway into dictating my response to Carol, I.