“Your father’s home?” “Yes. He’s very excited about you coming, by the way.” “Oh, god. You told him?” “Of course.” I cover my face. Pray for the car seat upholstery to wrap around me like a boa constrictor and release me from this ignominy. “He’s very happy. I told him you’re smart and you like nature. He’s glad you’re Lukas’s first girlfriend.” “I am not his girlfriend, and he dated Pen for seven years.” Jan shrugs. “Dad never met her, so he thinks Lukas made her up.”
