Sarah

So after arguing with the girls forever I finally agreed to tell my dad what I told them. The only problem was that after spending so much time trying to find another way to get my dad to like Jared again I forgot what I had told them.

"Just tell him Jared isn't a bad guy. He isn't a lying monster. He just can't tell anyone who he really is and you promised him you wouldn't tell anyone." Claire told me. So I went downstairs by myself but as I got about halfway down the stairs I heard my dad arguing with someone on the phone. We don't have great phone service here so the conversation sounded something like this: "No. I told you- wait what? I'm sorry I can't- you're- you're. No I don't want you to- What? You're going to throw me a cow? Oh- ok."

I couldn't figure out what he was talking about. I don't think my dad knew what he was talking about anymore either. I knew that it probably wasn't a good time to talk to him about Jared though. I went back up the stairs to talk to the girls until he was in the right mood.

When I walked into the room both of the girls' expressions read "what did he say?"

"I didn't say anything to him." I answered their question that they hadn't spoken.

"What? Why?" Kate asked with concern. I knew Kate probably already knew who Jared actually was but Claire hadn't figured that out yet and Kate never told me she knew. It was just kind of a silent understanding , you know?

"He wasn't in the right mood. I'll tell him later but not now."

"As long as you do tell him." They said at the same time. Kate and Claire are so cute sometimes. They finish each others sentences and agree on everything. It's like they share a brain or something. Now that I think about it, that would explain a lot.

"Do you think there is any other way to get my dad to be ok with it?" I think Claire thought seriously about it for a second then she shook her head quickly. Claire isn't much of a talker unlike Kate. She uses more body language than actual english which is really the only difference between the two of them.

I tried to talk to my dad about Jared so many times today but every time I couldn't keep his attention long enough to say "I need to talk to you." I never realized how little I talk to my own dad until I really needed to. Then I thought of the perfect time. At dinner, when my dad was the happiest, I would tell him what i have been meaning to all day.

The campers all sat around the fire as did my dad and I while eating dinner. I waited for a few minutes just so that it would seem a little more casual.

I whispered in his ear to follow me so we could talk in private.

"So about Jared..." I started to stay.

"I don't want to hear about him. He's a liar and you don't need to be hanging out with liars like him."

"Dad just listen to me. Everyone makes mistakes. He's not-"

"If it's just a little mistake then he should be able to tell me what going on."

"But he can't. He's-"

"If he can't tell me, why can he tell you?" He yelled at me

"I- I guess he just couldn't keep it to himself but if you just listen to me-"

"But now he can keep it to himself?" My dad seemed really mad now. I've never seen him this mad before.

"Just listen to me. Dad, he isn't a bad guy. He has a different identity that no one is supposed to know about but it's not a bad one. It's not like he's a fugitive or something."

"If it's not a bad identity why can't he tell anyone?" He asked. My dad seemed interested now. Not mad. He seemed a little doubtful but not mad which was good.

"It's a secret. If we all knew who he really was then the reason he loves this place so much wouldn't be valid anymore." I answered.

"I didn't realize he liked it here so much." My dad said with surprise.

"He loves it here. He's told me how much he loves the animals and the activities. He says coming here was..." I paused for a moment. I almost said that coming here was the best thing his manager made him do but I decided against that. "The best thing his dad made him do." I couldn't think of anything else to say and I know Bill isn't his dad. But my dad believed it so what does it matter?

My dad looked like he was thinking for a moment and then said "Ok, You can hang out with him but I still don't want you to date him." I wasn't thrilled about that but at least I could hang out with him.

"Thank you so Much!" I said while I hugged him.

AN

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