The coffee we'd had Sunday morning at camp was a french roast that everyone else seemed to like, but I thought it was too bitter and burnt tasting. I ...eeded a hearty roast, but not quite that aggressively roasted, thank you.Between breakfast and making my way to the cavern I'd called Kelli twice. We spent several minutes together each time being stupid on the phone, bit it was a good kind of stupid, if you know what I mean. She was going to be working a long day today and I told her my day was. “No. And I suppose if I ask who you are, you wouldn’t answer,” I say. She smiles a little, slowly shaking her head. “Why me?” I ask, curiosity getting the best of me. She rises, elegant like a cat, a gold chain dripping from her small waist. She is groomed to perfection, walking toward me.“I have seen you,” she says, craning her neck to look up at me. Behind the mask, her eyes are a cloudless sky blue. If she has seen me, I must know who she is, but I cannot figure it out. Being a builder on. At first when he told me to get off the phone it scared me. The look in his eyes wasn't what it used to be. No longer did I see any love or patience in my father's eyes. Now it seemed that every moment I hesitated got him angrier. He wasn't my dad anymore and I was terrified. I told Amelia I had to go and hung the phone up."Do you realize which one of us pays for that phone you spend so much time gabbing away on? I come home from a stressful day at work and I hear you holed up in your room. You. Travis asked how he knows, said he's watched Ty and his crew fuck white girls there , and his uncle's fucks his girlfriend. We kept watching mom dance, let men feel her cunt, fits bartenders would collect bills they dropped between her legs and put them in a gar under bar. I fell asleep after a couple hours, but Jerome,Travis and Desmond kept watching mom dance, Travis shook me awake and saw it was almost midnight, just the 3 business men , Ty and his boys and bartenders were left. Told me mom.