Chapter IV: Two Wars
Amy shut her bedroom door and sighed. It was the first Sunday in December and the house was quiet except for the winter storm howling outside. The house tended to be fairly quiet most days since Ruth hardly was home during the day. Her dad, however, had tried to be more present ever since their talk in October when Amy had told him she planned to go to California after graduation. It was as if he was trying to show her how good of a parent he actually was by being more present physically. All of his attempts were too little, too late for her though. He might sit at the dinner table more often with her but they sat in silence. Hardly any conversation beyond politeness passed between them. She did appreciate the effort he was putting in but she had not changed her mind. If anything, the increasing absence of Ruth made her want to leave sooner. The house inside was growing as cold in social interaction as the December storm was making it miserable outside.
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