Chapter 9 Violet

• I cant even be angry at the guy after he has come back and brought me pizza. Especially when I guess I was maybe a bit of a bitch. The pizza was good too. Hearing the stuff he had to tell me about my Dad hurt, I cant lie, but I guess I am going to hear a lot of things I don’t really want to hear in the coming weeks. That is the whole point of me being here, right? All feels so surreal.
• Seems my Dad was not quite so innocent after all. Or that is assuming the information this guy is giving me is accurate. Though why he has reason to lie I don’t know. So it makes me think the information he tells me is true. Perhaps the information Aunt Della told me was her trying to be nice, trying to make my Dad sound like a good guy. Not wanting to ruin the memory I had of my Dad. This guy has no real reason to lie to me. Aunt Della did, I guess, but in a kind way. Trying to consider my feelings. Trying to keep my Dad a good guy in my mind and heart. Though it likely wasn't going to be for the best as it happens. But she meant well I imagine. Or was she simply telling me what she was told? That is the other possibility. One I could not rule out. Not like my parents had been particularly truthful so far. So why not continue that trait and exaggerate the truth a little more to make themselves sound like they were done wrong?
• See, I hate that this is making me question the decency of my own parents! I have never once done that before. They were always good people in my mind. The greatest. The most loving and caring. Yet here I am now, after all of this, questioning their honesty and trust. I hated that.