91 Have A Talk With Daley

After I calm down, I think I should have a talk with Daley. Maybe I was too excited. I had to let him know that I didn't mean to withhold information about the flash drive from him, and I had to let him know that I didn't like the way he was making decisions for me, and I didn't like the way he was telling me what to do, especially in front of my father.

Before I opened the door, I mentally rehearsed the words I had already thought of to apologize. I'm sure he will understand me after listening to my explanation. We'll think of a better way.

But it was all in my head, and when I actually opened the door, Daley wasn't outside at all. He left without telling me. I didn't believe him, so I went to the bathroom and the closet to check it out. He really left. I felt empty inside, but that emptiness was quickly replaced by anger. I didn't see his message on my cell phone. He didn't even tell me where he was going.

I didn't want to be alone in the room, so I walked out into the garden downst