Free Along for the Ride by Sarah Dessen

the baby back into the stroller. To me she added, ‘It’s so great you and Eli are friends!’
    ‘We’re not,’ I said. ‘We don’t even really know each other.’
    ‘Oh.’ She looked over at the bike shop, as if it would confirm this, then back at me. ‘Well, he is really sweet. His brother, Jake, is about your age, I think. He went out with Maggie until just recently. Awful breakup, that was. She’s still reeling from it.’
    His brother? I thought, my face flushing. How small was this freaking town, anyway? And Heidi was still talking .
    ‘Should we go back to the restaurant?’ she asked me. ‘Or maybe I should take Thisbe home, she’s so upset. What do you think? I mean, I’d love a dinner out, but I wonder –’
    ‘I don’t,’ I said, the words coming even as I knew I should bite them back, ‘I don’t know what you should do. Okay? All I know is that I’m hungry, and I want to go eat with my father. So that’s what I’m going to do, if it’s all right with you.’
    I could see her draw in a breath as a hurt look spread across her face. ‘Oh,’ she said after a moment. ‘Well, sure. Of course.’
    I knew I’d been mean. I knew it, and yet I still turned and walked away, leaving her and the baby, still crying, behind me. But I could have sworn the sound followed me, hanging on, filling my ears even through the crowd on the boardwalk, into the restaurant, all the way down the narrow aisle to the table where my dad was already eating. He took a look at my face, then pushed a menu over to me as I slid into the booth across from him.
    ‘Just relax,’ he said. ‘It’s Friday night.’
    Right, I thought. Of course. And when the onion rings arrived a few minutes later, I tried to do just that. But for some reason, they didn’t taste the same this time. Still good. But not great like before.
    I knew from experience when a fight was over and when it had only just begun. So I stayed gone after dinner, taking a walk on the beach and the longest way home. Not long enough, though: as I climbed the porch steps two hours later, I could hear them.
    ‘– understand what you want from me. You asked me to stop working and come to dinner. I did that. And you’re still not happy.’
    ‘I wanted us to all have dinner together!’
    ‘And we would have, if you hadn’t left to go to the store. That was your choice.’
    I dropped my hand from the doorknob, stepping back out of the porch light. From the sound of it, this was happening just inside, and the last thing I wanted was to walk into the middle of it.
    ‘I just wish…’ Heidi said, her voice cracking.
    Then, nothing. The silence was almost unbearable, broken only when my dad said, ‘You just wish what.’
    ‘I don’t know,’ she said. ‘I just… I thought you’d want to spend more time with us.’
    ‘I’m here all the time, Heidi,’ my dad said, his voice flat.
    ‘Yes, but you’re in your office. You’re not with Thisbe, interacting with her. You don’t rock her or get up with her…’
    ‘We discussed this as soon as you got pregnant,’ my dad told her, his voice rising. ‘I told you I cannot function on broken sleep, that I have to get my nine hours. You knew that.’
    ‘Okay, but you could take her during the day, or in the morning so I could deal with work stuff. Or even –’
    ‘Have we not discussed,’ my dad said, ‘how important it is that I finish the book this summer? That I can’t do the work I need to do during the academic year, and this is my only chance to work uninterrupted?’
    ‘Yes, of course, but –’
    ‘Which is why,’ he continued, talking over her, ‘I said let’s hire a nanny. Or a babysitter. But you didn’t want to.’
    ‘I don’t need a nanny. I just need an hour here or there.’
    ‘So ask Auden! Isn’t that why you wanted her to come visit?’
    I literally felt like I’d been slapped: my reaction was that visceral, blood rushing to my face.
    ‘I didn’t invite Auden so she’d