"So, what happened?"I shook my head. "I'm going to make some tea. Want some?" Tell me what happened!" she yelled, and to anyone else she would've soun...ed angry, but I knew, and she on the raw edge of pain and panic.In answer, I grabbed my journal, turned the key to unlock it, and opened it to the page I'd started writing on Christmas Eve before handing it to her."What the fuck is this?" she asked, turning it over to look at the glittery unicorn cover.But I only picked up my phone and went to. “We have different styles on opening presents, too,” Phil laughed.Hailey looked down at what she’d done and blushed. She hadn’t meant to be so fastidious but she admitted to herself that she planned to save the paper in case it was the last present she ever received from him.“I’ve been told that if you can open a gift without ripping the paper, you get what you truly wish for,” she said, her perfect white teeth gleaming. “I’m counting on it.”She looked at the black velvet covered box in front. I finally came to the conclusion that I would and just not get turned on. I told John I would act in a very aloof, bored way so that Brad would not enjoy himself very much and think I was a waste of his time. Brad had his choice of any girl at anyone of the parties and I hoped he would move on. He held me and thanked me over and over and apologized again. I told him not to worry, it would be no big deal, or so I thought. So at the next party I did not dress as sexy as I usually did and tried. " Daddy!" I know. Believe me, I know," he laughed. "I'm no more comfortable talking about it than you are, but if certain things happen, take precautions until you're ready to start your own family. You both have school to finish." He gave her a final squeeze of her hand and walked away, ending the uncomfortable moment for both of them gracefully. "Go see your mother; she's waiting."Brina glanced over her shoulder at her father. Despite the burning of her cheeks, she was glad he cared enough to.