memorySummer of 1992
6-10-93
Cherie,
Dad said I can't see you anymore, something about how you'd be a bad influence on me. He said you'll turn out like your mom someday and that I shouldn't mix with people like that. I don't know what he's talking about. We'll have to figure it out. See you at the pool tomorrow at 2?
Tris
6-10-93
Hey Tris,
Mama's not a bad person. She just works alot, that's all. It's not her fault she's a single mother. It's nobody's fault, really. But yeah. See ya then.
Cherie
6-11-93
Cherie,
Did you see the way Becka was watching me? She would have told Dad that I saw you and I would have been grounded for the rest of the summer. Then we'd never find out what's going on. I'll sneak out tonight. Ask your mom. Maybe she'd know.
Tris
6-12-93
Tris,
Where were you last night? I waited til after 1 a.m. I asked Mama why your dad thinks she's bad. All she did was shrug, but there was a distant look on her face, as if she's remembering something. Ooooh, I got an idea. Meet me tonight around 10 p.m.
Cherie
Cherie,
I'm sorry. Dad didn't go to bed until after 11. By the time I got to our spot you were already gone. Find anything?
Tris
