I'm at the cottage. We got here yesterday. Tomorrow we're going to my grandmother's for two days. Then we're going home.
I'm not excited about all that's happening. I'm just kind of accepting it all. I thought about it two ways:
If I go away, D will have the chance to lie about some things she did. I dare her to lie to me. If she does, and I find out, she won't forget it.
Also, I may miss out on seeing Trevor, but then I thought what difference does it make? I mean, nothing makes a difference anymore. Nothing at all.
So I might as well go away. Besides, I haven't been to see my grandmother in about three years and I have nothing else to do. Summer is almost over. Scary. I just realized it's August 10th.
As Always,
me
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