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is what's important. The sooner he can come home, the better.
    I walk ahead of Keegan, ignoring him. He's behind me, and I know he's not leaving, so I try to escape him. His closeness isn't helping my mood and the few moments I have before he catches up are exactly what I need.
    I walk into my dad's room and he's lying in bed watching an old episode of The Lone Ranger. I'm reminded that this was his favorite show as a child. He used to make me watch it whenever he found it on. I know way more about the masked man and Tonto than any girl should.
    He notices me and smiles. "You're back already. Keegan, did she eat?"
    Keegan approaches and I can feel his body heat.
    "Yes, sir. She ate every last bite off her plate."
    This is what I don't want. He doesn't have to ask Keegan these questions, but I let it go. Pick and choose your battles, Aimee .
    "How are you feeling, Dad?" I ask, deflecting the attention.
    "The ticker is still ticking." He must feel better if he's making corny jokes.
    "Hey kids, do you remember when you dressed as the Lone Ranger and Tonto for Halloween?"
    Of course my dad would remember that. I swear his mind is like a sponge. He remembers everything, and right now I'd rather not take a walk down memory lane.
    "How could I forget? Best Halloween ever," I say sarcastically.
    Keegan interrupts. "Don't let Aimee fool you, Mr. Brennan, she made us wear those costumes. She said she wouldn't go trick-or-treating unless we dressed up as the Lone Ranger and Tonto."
    I did it for my dad, to make him happy. His happiness was important to me. We did look cute in those costumes though.
    How does the conversation always come back to me? I guess I'm the one thing they have in common.
    "Keegan, please call me Rick," my dad says.
    There it is. They're bonding, and under false circumstances. I need to get Keegan out of here, away from my dad and me.
    Turning around, I address Keegan. "You probably should start heading back. It was really sweet of you to visit, but I think we're set. I know you have a lot of work to get back to."
    Please just agree and go . He needs to go; I'm not sure how much longer I can put up with this ruse.
    "I wouldn't dare leave you right now, Aimee. I've already reserved a room at a hotel. I'm not going anywhere. I can work from here, I have my laptop."
    He tucks a loose strand of hair behind my ear, and I curse the feeling his simple gesture causes. Then he winks, infuriating me. He's turned this into a game and he's determined to win. Could things get any worse right now?
    "Keegan, don't be ridiculous, we have plenty of room for you at the house. Aimee can make up the spare room for you. Just no hanky-panky under my roof." My dad points at Keegan, warning him, and yes, it just got a whole lot worse. There is no way I can get rid of him now.
    "That's not necessary sir," he tells my dad, and for a split second I am relieved, but also surprised that he wouldn't jump at my father's offer.
    "Son, how many times do I have to tell you, call me Rick, and don't be ridiculous. I won't take no for an answer."
    Seriously, can I catch a break? I'm still facing Keegan and he winks again. I've underestimated him, and I realize I'm going to need to work a lot harder.
    "Thank you, Rick, it means a lot to me that you trust me," Keegan says to my father, but his eyes are on me the whole time. Trust, he wants me to trust him, and I'm not sure I could ever do that again.
    Keegan grabs my hand and gives it a squeeze, and I'm sure he means it to be comforting, but it's the exact opposite. I'm losing my carefully composed exterior, and right now I just want to scream.
    Keegan tells us that he's going to call his office. He steps out of the room and a feeling of dread falls on me. Is he going to talk to Gretchen? I'm reminded of how very hopeless this all is.
    "That boy cares deeply for you, Aimee. I know I've given him a difficult time, but he's here to make sure you're okay. I can tell he loves you very much."
    Sometimes love