Chapter Fifty-One - Jessica

Dad opened the coffee shop’s door and allowed me to walk inside first. There was hardly anyone inside because it was Thursday in the middle of the day. But what would a trip to the bookstore be without coffee? I knew Dad was attempting to distract me from the drama surrounding us. I appreciated it. A day out of the pack house felt nice. It made life seem more real. I’d bought a few old romance novels to bid my time, though I knew what I’d read when I got home. Grandmother’s diary. There was something in there that would help me. I just knew it. Dad cleared his throat loudly, bringing me out of my stupor and to his outstretched hand. Had I told him what I wanted? I didn’t remember. I took the coffee in his hand and inhaled the cinnamon. I hadn't even noticed him ordering our food. “Thank you,” I said. Dad sat down across from me. “Are you okay? You seem…distant.” I gave him a look. He laughed before sipping his coffee. “I know you have a lot going on but you seem so in your h