At dad s for summer
I was waiting for my dad at baggage claim at the airport. I was on my mandatory visit to my father's for a few weeks. Mom and dad divorced when I was five, leaving mom to raise me on her own.He finally arrived and helped me carry my bags to his car. When we made it to him apartment, he said he had to work late for a few days. I said ok, and put my things in the extra bedroom. We ate dinner and I went to bed. The next morning I found a note saying what chores I was expected to do. I figured I...