Life-changing news spilled at the Dairy Queen.

[renewedsoul_v]

Keith: I looked up to Veronica as we finished the movie that had been showing on one of the cable channels. Trina had fallen asleep shortly after Logan and truthfully I was thankful considering the afternoon of pure bickering from her. Letting a breath, I turned off the TV. I was going to have to tell her all that had gone on soon, I knew that. "Let's go out for ice cream, why don't we? I don't feel like I've spent enough time with just you."

Veronica: "You want to go out for ice cream?" I questioned skeptically. It seemed like a completely random thing to suggest when we're still traveling across the country, which made me think there was something he wanted to tell me, but he wanted me alone and that made me more than a little nervous. "Is everything okay? 'Cause seriously Dad? You had a lot of time with just me before we trapped ourselves in the car with Trina...you barely let me out of your sight."

Keith: I hadn't told her completely about Alicia and I - how much the situation had changed while she was away. "Things are fine." I reassured her with a small smile. "There's something wrong with wanting to take my daughter out for ice cream?" I knew Veronica knew me better than that. We knew each other far better than excuses like that. "I just thought we should talk."

Veronica: "Well, I wish I could claim you just saying that we should talk would have gone over better than the completely random 'let's go get ice cream', but I'd probably be lying." Sure, everything might be fine, but it was pretty obvious that whatever he wanted to talk about was big news.

Keith: I gave her a wry smile and gave her shoulder a soft squeeze. "C'mon, let's go out." I said as we started out the door. There were places around that would sell the ice cream.

Veronica: I couldn't help but smile back softly at my dad as he squeezed my shoulder before taking the lead heading out of the room before I'd even had a chance to grab my bag. I quickly pulled Logan's prescription out and put it on the table by the door before I followed my dad out, "So, are you driving or am I?" I questioned.

Keith: "I don't know, do you want to drive your own car?" I teased her with a grin. Truthfully, I was exhausted from driving all day, especially with Trina in the passenger seat.

Veronica: "Well, it's a really nice car, and I much enjoy it, but if you don't want to have to worry about adjusting everything again tomorrow, that's cool too." I assured him laughing, even though I expected to be handed the keys in about two seconds. He was tired. I could tell. And would probably be asleep if he didn't want to talk to me about whatever it was he wanted to talk to me about.

Keith: I pressed the car keys into Veronica's palm with a small smile and slipped into the passengers seat. "I've had enough driving for today."

Veronica: "I figured as much somehow." I nodded, as I got into the car and re-adjusted everything so that I was comfortable and could see, "Though it's probably more enough of Trina than enough of driving, isn't it? We're all kind of sick of her. Except for Trina of course, who seems to be oblivious to that fact." I commented, turning out onto the main road. If there was an ice cream place around, even a Dairy Queen, it would be some place easy to see from the roads that got the most traffic.

Keith: "Uh-huh," I commented in vague agreement. "You two were passed out back there for at least an hour, if not two, and she started up discussion with me." I gave a brief pause, "So, do Trina and Logan always fight like that?"

Veronica: I glanced over at my dad when he asked if Trina and Logan always fight like they had been today, "Do we remember how shocked I was when you said Trina had come by asking if you knew anything about Logan? That she was concerned?" I questioned, raising my eyebrows slightly, "Because yeah, pretty much. I mean, they've been a little worse than usual at times, but if I ever hear them exchange nice words with each other that aren't laced with sarcasm, I might have to wonder if I've gone crazy."

Keith: Trina had truly shown worry when Logan had disappeared with Veronica, but it was becoming increasingly obvious that the Echolls' family had deep seeded issues of expressing their feelings through angry words. "She is worried, even if she's not showing it in the best way."

Veronica: "Wasn't exactly arguing that she's worried, but you get why I didn't really believe you when you brought it up now, right? I mean, if the insults and the insane attempts to cut each other down was pretty much all you ever saw happen when Trina was around, short of her fawning over me, what would you think if someone told you that?" I questioned gently. I didn't want to fight with him over this again, I just was hoping maybe he could see where I was coming from now.

Keith: "I'd think that they felt enough to fight," I said truthfully. "People do things like that when they care. Granted, it's not the best expression, but it is something that happens. I understand your surprise though, but Trina was there every day waiting for some news about her brother."

Veronica: I couldn't help but sigh softly at what my dad said. "That whole 'thin line between love and hate' thing, I guess?" I asked, watching carefully for somewhere with ice cream, "I know the way they're carrying on is probably getting to me more than it is Logan, but I kinda got the feeling that he wasn't saying that he'd had enough of being in the car today just because it would have caused another round of his sister's version of fussing... which practically makes mine look like I'm feigning interest..." Of course it's possible that I'm just being totally paranoid, too, but at least I've got the good sense in the last week to realise freaking out around Logan tends to send him into 'shut down and push away' mode.

Keith: "Something like that." I agreed. It reminded me of Veronica asking about her own mother and how she couldn't truly remember a time when Lianne showed her all the affection she deserved and more. Veronica was loved, she just wouldn't ever know how much. I nearly laughed when she said that Trina made her look like she was feigning interest. It was true. "We'll take as many breaks as we need on the way. He probably just wants to get home as fast as we can like the rest of us. So, has he accepted the offer of our comfortable couch yet?"

Veronica: "I know, I know. I'm still on the side of spazzy, but I'm doing much better all things considered, aren't I?" I pointed out, catching the look in my dad's eye. He wanted to laugh at my comparison. "You know what I'm like when you so much as strain your back." I reminded him. "And believe me, I know he wants to get home. Not that he's exactly sure where that is right now... and no, not yet. I'm not sure he entirely believes me that I actually asked and that you said yes."

Keith: "Yes, you are." I agreed with her. "Well, I'll talk to him too." I told Veronica I pointed to the upcoming sign of a Dairy Queen. "Ice cream."

Veronica: "Ice cream and a juke box filled with music... you're in heaven." I teased as I pulled into the parking lot. "Thanks... for offering to talk to him. Maybe point out that Trina can't stay with us so he's absolutely guaranteed Trina free time? Think that would help?" I asked, parking the car and turning off the engine.

Keith: "Yep, that's the place." I grinned towards Veronica. Ice cream and a juke box was my heaven. "And I'll be sure to offer that in my presentation," I teased her right back. We had a lot to talk about including the fact that I wasn't planning on keeping the apartment for much longer. Unhooking my seat belt, I slipped out of the passenger's seat and headed inside with her. "So, are you going for chocolate chocolate something?"

Veronica: "Throw in baseball and it really would be." I grinned to him before he teased me about the 'presentation' he was going to make to Logan, "By the way, have I mentioned how awesome you are for agreeing to let him stay for a little while?" I questioned following him inside. Part of me knew it was mostly because if Logan was at home, I would be too, and that's exactly where my dad wanted me, but it wasn't like he had to agree to it or anything. "There will be chocolate, that's for sure... just in what amounts or forms I haven't quite figured out." I smiled to him.

Keith: "If the Padres were there my life would literally be complete," I grinned back to her. "And for the record, you have, but I don't mind this whole hearing it all over again," I told her as we looked up at the menu.

Veronica: "Now just how do I manage to get the Padres to the DQ in Neptune for your birthday..." I comment like I'm in deep thought over the idea as he grins back at me. "You never do get tired of me telling you your the best dad in the whole world, do you?" I asked with a smile, "I'm actually thinking a banana split's the way to go right now, how 'bout you?"

Keith: "What? They wouldn't come just for my love of baseball?" I asked, still smiling her way. "How could I possibly get tired of comments like that?" I laughed, putting my arm around her in a half hug, kissing her forehead. "I'm looking at something that contains absolutely nothing healthy. That brownie batter blizzard."

Veronica: "If you were Donald Trump? Maybe." I laughed before he pulled me into a half hug and kissed my forehead for calling him the best dad in the world. Which he was as far as I was concerned. "Love you." I told him softly. "Dad, you realise we're pretty much living on fast food until we get back, right? Why not take some fruit where we can get it?" I questioned, feeling oddly like the tables had turned. Isn't he usually the one telling me I needed to eat more fruit?

Keith: "Love you too," I said softly. I had missed her more than I could have ever expressed on the phone or even when I saw her again after months of just not knowing. "Are you worried that I haven't been getting proper nutrition?" I teased her as she commented about my choice as we ordered. "We'll stop at that nearby store before we leave and get a few healthy snacks for the road, okay?"

Veronica: "And here I thought you'd be happy to see some evidence that Logan and I weren't living on total junk food the entire time." I laughed at his teasing, "But yes, healthy snacks would be good. Gas station convenience stores aren't exactly big on the healthy or anything." I commented as we waited for our order. I didn't ever want to be in a situation where I couldn't at least call my dad every time I wanted to ever again. Berkeley was going to limit seeing him on a daily basis, but I wouldn't have to worry about calling him just for the sake of calling anymore.

Keith: "And here I thought you were just showing off for me." I joked. "But, you look healthy, so unless I have any reasons to worry, I won't." I handed her banana split to her before taking up my own cup of ice cream and spooning a small mouthful in.

Veronica: "Maribeth made sure we always had plenty to eat." I promised him, "Sometimes more than was logical for two people. I guess that's the bonus of working and living above a restaurant?" I shrugged as we headed for a booth. "Though, you can ask Logan, even when it came to stocking his fridge on the boat? I made sure he had healthy stuff in there. I might love ice cream, but I do know there's limits."

Keith: "She told me." I nodded, there had been a rather long discussion with Maribeth and Daniel later. They were friendly, concerned and I was thankful that they were around for Veronica and Logan when I wasn't able to be. "They really care for the both of you, you know." I said as we slipped into the nearby booth.

Veronica: "You guys talked?" I smiled as I sliced off a bit of banana with my spoon. I wasn't overly surprised... it wasn't like he didn't have plenty of time when I was with Logan. It was more just a comment than anything. "And yeah, I know. That's why I basically found it impossible to tell them the truth the night..." I trailed off, unable to finish the sentence. I didn't want to say those words out loud again. 'the night Logan was shot' was just too real. Too hard to handle so soon. "I didn't want to hurt them like that... especially when I'd already hurt you so much." I added softly.

Keith: "Daniel thinks you're brilliant. You re-did their menus?" I asked, remembering that was something they had mentioned in passing. I understood why Veronica couldn't handle disappointing them like that. She struggles with what's happened to Logan even if he's doing far better than he was originally. It'll take a long while to heal. She whispers that she knows that she had hurt me by leaving. I felt like I was going to die. It was an understatement and I can't say that it didn't hurt. "It helps that you're here with me now," I told her softly.

Veronica: "He does?" I shook my head slightly. Daniel had clearly picked up on the fact that I was a Daddy's Girl early on and doted on me every chance he got. Which was nice, but at times made me miss my dad even more. I could handle Maribeth's fussing a lot easier. "Yeah, I did, but it wasn't hard. Took some pictures, spent a few hours tinkering on the computer. Just updated everything for them a little, you know?" I shrugged slightly taking another bite of my ice cream before he tells me it helps that I'm here now. "Look, I know I screwed up a lot of things, okay? But leaving? I was trying to keep us all safe..." I said, my voice just as soft. I know he still thinks I could have come to him and that everything would have been fine, but the fact that Liam Fitzpatrick tracked us to the other side of the country really makes me think otherwise. "It was stupid, and I'm so beyond sorry. I hate that I did what mom did."

Keith: "He does." I commented. It didn't help the edge that I hadn't be the one to help the two of them during this time. It didn't help that they ran away or even if Veronica felt sorry now for doing it. I know she was trying but it was still beyond stupid to do. I let out a long sigh as she said that she hated that she had done what her mother had done to her. Only it hadn't been like that. "You didn't," I commented quietly, letting out a soft breath. There were times to say things and I just didn't see this being a time to discuss exactly what she did and how it affected the people around her. Not just me, but Wallace too. "We need to talk about it at some point, yes, but that's not why I brought you here, Veronica."

Veronica: "If you say so." I breathe softly when he says that I didn't do what mom did to him. Seemed pretty close to the same to me: completely disappearing without a word. Of course I can't help the fact that my stomach drops when he said we needed to talk about that stuff but that it wasn't why we were here. He claims everything's okay, but he's practically afraid to tell me whatever it is. "Okay, so why did you, then?" I ask gently.

Keith: I wanted to add to her joke about bunk beds, but I just couldn't. It may seem to Veronica that it's been a short time, but truthfully it wasn't. "Things between Alicia and myself have gotten... serious." I started, looking up to her to register Veronica's reaction. "I would have told you earlier, but I really wanted the two of us to sit down and talk about this.”

Veronica: "Serious?" I repeated, unable to keep the surprise out of my voice. I'd asked him about how they were doing every time we talked, even at hospital, and he'd given me this standard 'Things are fine' answer every. single. time. "How serious?"

Keith: And there was the shock in her voice about what was going on. The truth was I thought Veronica was going to be home a lot earlier than I found her. "Very serious." I started. "We want to get married."

Veronica: "No, you don't want to, you're already planning on it." I stated. I could see it in my dad's eyes. They were already engaged. Probably had been for a couple months at least. "How hard would it have been to say 'I asked Alicia to marry me' Dad?" I asked quietly. I knew this was good news. That I should be happy for them, for my dad, for all of us, but right now I was having trouble figuring out why he couldn't just tell me when it had happened. "I mean, I gave you enough openings. One of which at the hospital when I teased about the bunk beds, and you said if I needed them in the future you'd let me know at that point. So why not just tell me then? Did you think I wasn't going to be happy for you or something?" I was the one that called her and told her to go to the hospital, to be with him after he saved me from that fire. "I told you then I was okay with the idea of us all being a family if it made you happy, didn't I?" I didn't want to be getting upset at him over this. I didn't want to come across like some spoiled child, but that would have been the perfect moment to tell me.

Keith: "And believe me, I've wanted to tell you." She just hadn't been around. She'd been gone for months. And she was upset now. She was used to being the only child and having just me in her life. "You're the most important thing in my life and you know that Veronica. But I couldn't tell you something so life changing over the phone. And maybe I should have told you when you asked at the hospital, but I wanted the two of us to actually sit down and discuss this. It's a huge change. For the record, I'm very happy with her, Veronica."

Veronica: "Like we had much else to do at the hospital but sit and wait?" I point out quietly. I guess I could get why he didn't exactly want to tell me this over the phone, but it's been practically a week now since he found us. "What about in the 5 days between that and when we left Virginia Beach? Not a good moment in there either?" I sighed heavily, looking down at my ice cream for a moment, "I'm sorry... I don't mean to be so - I really am happy for you, Daddy." I whispered. If anybody had earned the right to be happy in the last few years, he was definitely on the top of that list. "I'm glad you have somebody that makes you that happy again. I am. I like Alicia. You know I love Wallace and think Darrell's a completely amazing kid. I just... I don't know, freaked out for a minute there." The worst part was that I knew it was basically my own fault I was out-of-the-loop-girl on this one.

Keith: "I don't know if you know how unbelievably hard it is to watch you stress over everything for the past week. It's good news, but just in case I didn't want you to be stressing any more than you were either. I never thought you'd be unhappy. It's just a major change in our lives. I really want you to be okay with this." I commented to her, reaching across the table to take her hand. "You come first, you know that."

Veronica: "Something else to focus on might have actually helped." I pointed out gently. "You and Alicia - it's okay that I call her that now, right? - getting married? That's amazing news, Dad. Why wouldn't I be okay with it?" I asked giving his hand a little squeeze as he took mine. "I mean, sure it'll be a big change, getting used to it not being just us anymore, but I don't want you to be alone. I freaked out about Miss James, I know. And I know I did a little again when you guys started dating... mostly just to Wallace... but I'm okay with it now. I have been for a while."

Keith: I nodded when she asked me if it was alright to call Alicia by her first name. "I just don't want you to feel like you don't have any say in the things that are happening in our lives, because the things that happen in my life affect you and the same thing goes for you. I'm glad you're okay with it. I really am." I said with a small smile squeezing her hand back.

Veronica: "Okay." I nodded when he nodded in the affirmative that I was to call Mrs. Fennel Alicia now. "Wallace is cool with all this, right?" I couldn't help this little pang of a thought... I was ending up related by marriage to my best friend. It just wasn't the one we'd all expected it to be years ago. "I know they do... there's a reason my college plan is Berkeley. Not Neptune, but not so far away I can't get home the same day if I need to. And the plan's always been to move back to Neptune when I graduate. Maybe I'll do post-grad work at Hearst." I shrugged with a smile. It wouldn't matter to my dad that I'd be probably 23 by the time post-work was a concern... the fact that he could see me whenever he wanted wasn't something I expected to go away any time soon. I'd have a kid my age and he'd still want to see me every chance he got. Though I seriously doubt you'd here me complaining about that idea too seriously. "So, lots of big changes coming, hey?" I prompted, hoping he'd give me some sort of timetable to work with here.

Keith: "I think Wallace's first reaction was to wish you were there to talk about this with him, but he seems happy. He's misses you a lot. He actually got accepted to Duke on a basketball scholarship." I commented with a small smile to her. He was still being wooed, but I think part of him was waiting for Veronica too. I nodded again at the mentioning of there being a lot of big changes coming. "We found a house for all of us, plenty of room. We won't be moving right away when we get back, but next month. The wedding is next month." I wasn't sure how okay it would be to Veronica, considering how much sooner that seemed to her.

Veronica: "I miss him, too. You've been telling him, right? When I tell you to tell him I miss him, or that I was proud of him when you mention all these fancy schools that want him?" I asked softly, smiling. "Duke's just... wow." I kind of hated the thought of him being closer to where I'd spent the last five months than back home in California come the fall, but he had every right to go to whatever school he thought would be best for him. At at least come September there'd be email and phone, and we'd still talk. "He doesn't hate me for leaving so soon after he got back?" It was this thing where I figured he had every right to be pissed at me, but I wanted to be prepared if he was. "A new house, hey? Well, as much as I like my room, mostly 'cause it's huge, I won't miss the defective plumbing in our apartment." I stated with a slight smirk. "But a month, really? Just how soon after you guys got back together did you get engaged, Dad?" I had to ask. I mean, four months ago they weren't even talking, were they? When I left they hadn't spoken in what seemed like forever.

Keith: "I've been telling him. You don't have to worry. He definitely knows that you miss him and that you're proud of him." I commented as she smiled at the thought of Duke even though it was so far away. It almost seemed cruel that the both of them have missed each other so much this year. "You know I don't think he could ever hate you," I told her. It was the truth. "He just misses you, Veronica. Wants you safe. We've been talking about getting married seriously for the last two months, but we both wanted you around for that." Had she not been home by then I wouldn't have gone through it without her. "I couldn't do that without you there."

Veronica: "Good. Thanks." I nodded slightly when Dad said he'd been passing on all the messages. I'd missed Wallace more than I'd ever really let on to Logan. It was like, days between his getting back and my being gone. It wasn't even weeks. My best friend and I hadn't seen or spoken to him for the better part of the last what, 7 or 8 months? It was so wrong. "And I know... I get it. Everything's gonna be okay now though." I smiled softly. Super Dad to the rescue again. "I guess after everything I did with Logan within weeks of us being back together I can't exactly complain you guys are going fast or anything... probably felt like like you guys had never broken up, right?" I asked, squeezing his hand again when he said he couldn't get married without me there. "I wouldn't miss it for anything."

Keith: "Yeah." I agreed with her. It hadn't felt in any way like we'd been apart, even though we had for months. We had started to talk again when Wallace had left and things just continued. She gives my hand a tug, telling me that she wouldn't miss me getting married for anything. I had to smile wide at that. "Good, because I need you there. You're my best daughter." I announced as if it was a title for a part of the wedding.

Veronica: "That's really good." I smiled when he agreed about it not feeling like they'd been apart. I could definitely understand that one. Not how it worked, exactly, especially considering the time I'd spent with Duncan in between, but that it did. "I'm your only daughter, Dad." I pointed out, laughing softly.

Keith: "And the best one ever at that," I commented to her with a soft smile her way. "And I missed you more than anything."

Veronica: "Well, don't we make a good team... you're the best dad ever and I'm the best daughter." I smiled softly. "I wish I could explain to you how much I missed you. I probably wanted to call you like, 10 times a day every single day...I so don't ever want to not actually be able to ever again."

Keith: I shared a smile in return to her, holding her hand tightly. "I just wanted to hear your voice. I don't think I've ever felt that.." I started. "I'm just so glad that you're okay, you know that? I'm so glad that you're right here with me."

Veronica: I didn't exactly feel like the best daughter in the world, but who was I to argue with him when he was smiling at me like that. "That's exactly why I wanted to call you pretty much constantly... just to hear your voice. But I didn't want to run out of cell phones. And I promise as long as you don't try to stop me from seeing Logan, with you is exactly where I'm gonna be until college, okay?" I promised as he held my hand as though he was afraid if he let go I'd disappear again.

Keith: "Like I could even if I wanted to?" I asked her in amused disbelief. If I felt the need to put my two cents in, I would, but at this point I was just glad that I had my daughter back. I needed her more than anything. "I love you so much."

Veronica: "Well, you could try, but much like the last attempt I'd probably just ignore you and see him anyway." I told him honestly, "Sorry... I love you more than anything, but I think the last week has made it pretty obvious I need him too." I added softly. "I love you too, Dad. As if all those comments about you being awesome and the best dad in the world didn't make it clear." I stated with a smile. "You always say it like I'm going to argue you, but I know I'm always gonna be your little girl, and I actually kinda like that - most of the time."

Keith: "Most of the time is the point. You're my little girl, but it's not going to be the same. Ever. You just keep growing up and I can't stop that either." I told her. Logan cared about her just as much as she cared for him. It was easy to see that.

Veronica: "That doesn't mean I don't always need you, though. Just that I don't necessarily need you in the same way I did when I was five, you know?" I told him. "You aren't being replaced or anything and Logan's not trying to take me away. He doesn't always get you and me, but he knows we mean the world to each other." I added softly. Yeah, there was always going to be room for my dad in my life. I couldn't imagine things any other way.

Keith: "I know, honey." I nodded to her. Of course, I knew all of that. I didn't even need the reassuring that she was trying to give. It didn't mean this wasn't hard. That was something she'd learn one day when she had kids too. I gave her hand a small tug at her softening voice. "I'm still proud of the woman you're becoming."

Veronica: "Good." I smiled to him. Sometimes I wished all my problems were like the ones he so easily solved just by sitting with me and giving me a hug and kiss, but of course, the older you get the more complicated things are. "You are?" I couldn't help but question. I was sure he thought I was complete idiot for handling everything about the Fitzpatricks the way I did...and yet here he was saying he was proud of me?

Keith: "I may not like how you handled some things - I may think there were other things you could have done - but that doesn't mean I stop being proud of you, Veronica," I told her firmly.

Veronica: "Okay, fair enough." I nodded slightly. "There you go being the best dad in the world again. Seriously? I couldn't have been luckier than to get you. There's so much that's happened since even before Lilly died that I just don't think I could've handled if I didn't have you." I insisted, "So if you're proud of who I'm becoming? You should be, because it's how you raised me."

Keith: I slipped into her side of the booth, pulling her into my arms for a hug. "I need you too, you know." I told her firmly, holding her close. I could feel an edge of proud tears in my eyes, but I pushed it away with a smile.

Veronica: "Do you need me to sign it in blood that I have no intentions of living anywhere further away than Berkeley, and that no matter where else I go I'll at least call?" I asked softly, partly teasing, as I snuggled into his arms. "You're more or less stuck with me, okay?" Sure, eventually, after college, I'd move out permanently, but I'd probably end up within walking distance of my dad if I could help it.

Keith: "Sounds good to me, kid." I told her, wrapping my arm around her shoulder to hold her close. For the last few years it had been the two of us. And things would continue to change but we'd still have the two of us - always.

Veronica: "Glad you think so, too." I smiled, kissing his cheek quickly. So it wasn't gonna be so much us against the world anymore... it's not like he was going to stop being my dad just because he was getting married, right? That wasn't changing. And I was fairly sure Alicia wouldn't intentionally get in the way of how close we were, "So, any other news I should know about before we get home, or can we go back to the hotel and sleep for a while? You're not like, neglecting to tell me you're adopting Wallace and Darrell or anything, are you?" I was mostly teasing about that last part, but it didn't seem entirely out of the question somehow.

Keith: I laughed softly. "I think you've heard all the huge for now," I told her honestly. Though I thought about including adoption there were enough changes for now. I'd be still a guardian for the two of them. "I'm guessing you're as tired as I am?"

Veronica: "Pretty much." I nodded when he asked if I was tired, "And we've basically barely started this trip. I'm gonna attempt to throw Trina out of a moving vehicle if I have to deal with her while exhausted tomorrow. Assuming you don't beat me to it or anything. Why didn't she just take a plane back?" I shook my head. "I promise I'm teasing. Mostly. Really."

Okay, so I think all things considered I handled that all fairly well. I mean, it was basically sprung on me out of nowhere. But I wasn't lying when I said I was happy for my dad. Or when I said I liked Alicia and Darrell. And it would probably be kinda fun to live with Wallace for the summer. Assuming we don't drive each other insane, at least. My dad was right when he said that this was going to be a big change, but I honestly think - for once - this is a good change for the Mars family. And the Fennels.