Okay, if you've been following my story, you know that I've been afraid and I've been fightin' mad since my father left us. Well, now I'm trying hard to pretend nothing's changed. It's not really a big deal. Dad's just away, but he'll eventually come back. Grief Monster said it's 'denial.' I don't care what it's called, it helps. But . . . oh yeah, there's a 'but' . . . Dad has decided he wants me and my little sister to visit him in his 'new' place. He actually has an apartment and intends to look for something more permanent P-E-R-M-A-N-E-N-T, as in never coming home. And, Mom is looking for a job. That means Grandma and Grandpa will be watching us. What's going on? Everything's changing and I DON'T LIKE IT And, worse of all, I can't help but feel that somehow it's all my fault.