Jun 30, 2010 12:28
Nights that I pick Ana up here are so stressful. I guess I've gotten used to collecting her from Addison at the hospital with how things have fallen. I'm not looking forward to seeing Mark, especially after the chat Addie and I had today. I won't tell him anything though. It's not my place. They need to sort their problems out of their own.
I turn my car off and get out, walking up the front steps and ringing the bell. I slide my hands into my pockets as I wait for someone to answer. Hopefully I can get in, grab my kid, and get out.
derek,
mark,
addison