I did the only thing I could and that was to call my best friend. I told her the whole story. She was concerned for me, but at the same time highly tu...ned on. She told me how she wished something like that would happen to her.When I hung up my father came into my room with only a towel wrapped around his waist. I left the door wide open. How foolish could I have been? He could have heard it all. Then he said, "How was my little girl's afternoon?"I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came. Sometimes, those took a lot of money.Still, over all he was having a good time. He just kept going when he could. In two years he had seen a lot of America, but in his mind, he had more to see. So he had kept going.He stopped in a rural area and got a job delivering LP gas to outlying farms and homes in the area. It was during one such delivery that he had been offered a job by the co-owner of the LP gas distributor he worked for.This was where he found himself working and living when the. "No." I said, under my breath.The fact is that, I DID think it was enough already, but I felt like I couldn't help it. It was like another person had taken over my mind and mouth. That's when I began to pout and decided not to speak at all. "Maybe" I thought spitefully to myself, "He'd like it better if I didn't speak at all." So I didn't speak at all. An hour passed, then two. I had a million things to say, but I didn't say any of it. He continued on with His business for the rest of the day,. No, not you . I'll explain in a minute. Bye."She hung up the phone."You get your choice - hide in my wardrobe. put on my bathrobe or shiver yourself to death. Mom's out in the driveway. She called on her cell so I could open the door for her so she won't drown waiting for me to open the door."I took the bathrobe. Who knows how long they would talk and a wardrobe can be damned uncomfortable. How do I know? Once in my misspent youth I had occasion to hide in one. Don't ask for details, it's too.