I continued to stare outside of the window, but I could feel my face fall slightly, when I didn't receive a response from Dad. I slowly moved my head clockwise to face him, and he was sweating profusely, fumbling with his collar, looking so dejected and ghostly, it was like somebody had just walked over his grave.
We were going on holiday, and he seemed so happy about it yesterday...
But right now, his face was telling a different story. I didn't know what was wrong with him.
I figured that it must just be nerves, or stress with his business, and decided not to overthink it.
"Everything okay, Dad?" I asked, concerned.
He swallowed down a lump in his throat, before giving me a small nod, but he wouldn't say a word.
I shrugged, not thinking anything of it, and turned back to the window, allowing the cool breeze to continue lapping in my face.
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