Chapter 167

Exhale, Marnye, exhale.

“If there’s something you need to tell me,” Dad starts, his cheeks reddening slightly, “even if it’s about sex or anything like that, I’m here. There’s nothing you could do that would change my love for you, Marnye. If you come to me with questions, I promise I won’t be mad.”

My serious expression morphs into a grin, and I lean forward to throw my arms around his neck in a very Miranda-esque sort of hug. When I sit back, Dad’s smiling, too.

“Okay. If I have any questions, I’ll ask Google first, but keep you in mind for a close second.” Dad laughs, but the sound is half mirth and half relief. Good. “And yes to the party. Actually, I’m excited for it.”

I don’t say it aloud, but … it’s been years since I’ve had a birthday with anyone but me and Dad.

Last year, Zack tried, but I wasn’t ready. This year, I’m open to change.

And I’m not afraid.

I don’t tell anyone that Dad’s already spilled the beans about my party. Instead