I’m back in the Attorney’s office, and follow the Secretary to his door. He has a small bandage above his head , and another around his wrist. I tell the Attorney everything about my father, and all his mess ups, regrets, and mistakes. Finally, he says something. “Let me go see a judge friend of mine.” He checks his watch, and tells me it will be a couple of hours. All I can think about is that poem I read in ela, Hope is the thing with feathers. My mom always keeps her hopes low, because you always get disappointed. I mean, she’s right anything can go wrong, at any time. I check my phone, and its Bev (My best friend) and she says that she is absolutely loving the Colleges in California. I decide to call my ex boyfriend, Rob. I’m not sure why, but sometimes you need to talk to the people you hate, for the ones you love. I ask “Why did you cheat on me?” He tells me that he just couldn’t choose between me, and another girl. One more question, I say. “Do you believe in true love?” I just wanted to know what he had to say. “No. You know me better than that. You don’t believe in it either.” he reminds me. But, some part of me wanted to prove him wrong. Rob is right I don’t believe in true love, but i might want too.