Trying To Figure It Out
For more than half an hour, she lingered behind the door, straining to comprehend her father’s conversation. Inside, her mother’s cries filled the room.
“I believe we need to take action,” her mother uttered through tears.
Yet, Jemma’s father was resolute. “No, we can’t. It’s best to leave it alone. Pretend it doesn’t even exist,” his tone unwavering.