All the way home, I sit quietly next to him with my arms folded over my chest because I feel so bad for opening my damn mouth. "Why didn't I just forget about it?" I begin to wonder when I get a bad feeling in my gut. At first, it was this gnawing feeling, but when we turned the corner towards home, I saw the house and it hit me full force.

Closing my eyes, I wish that I had never brought it up in the first place because I could lose everything, but now it is far too late to turn back. I have already broken my promise and...