5/21/09 (cont.)

I’m really tired, so I’ll make this short if I can. I had a long talk with Mom and Dad about touching Heather’s mom and stepdad, and how weird it all was, and the dark and angry thoughts in Mr. Fowler’s head. I can’t believe that was only 4 days ago…after the wild (and very distracting) week I’ve had, it seems like FOREVER. They both were NOT happy about the fact that I took it upon myself to read the Fowlers’ thoughts OR the fact that I didn’t tell them about it right away. In fact, they were put out with me all the way around (I think I almost got grounded, but since it’s the first time I’ve ever done that, they just warned me not to go around doing stuff like that).

They had me tell them about the incident with the Fowlers several times, asking questions and having me tell them about what they said, how they said it, and their facial expressions as well as I could remember. I didn’t want to tell them about how preoccupied I’ve been with Gray, so I did my best to remember accurately. They said again that I really should have told them immediately, that I would have remembered better the little things, but that I did pretty good. Well, I’ve thought about it enough over the last few days…I’ve even dreamed about Mr. Fowler once (he was chasing me and yelling…when I get my hands on you, kid, I will GIVE you trouble!)…I woke up with a gasp, sweating. I promised that next time something like this happens, I’ll be prompt in relating it…Mom said she hoped there wouldn’t be a next time, and don’t go looking for trouble. I’m not planning on it.

We talked about what should be done with this information, and Mom and Dad were very concerned about Mrs. Fowler’s skittishness and Mr. Fowler’s anger and total lack of sadness and worry over his stepdaughter. This, combined with what I learned from Tessa Prince, seem to paint a sad and distressing picture of Heather’s home life, but Mom and Dad were a little stumped about where to go with it or who they could talk to (especially without mentioning me and my involvement in the whole thing). They decided Dad would call his friend in the police department, Detective Richard Wilkes (they play on the same softball team). Dad said he would just ask a few questions about the investigation and see what kind of information he could get. I’m really relieved that I’ve given it over to my parents. I feel like a huge burden is lifted off my shoulders…for the moment anyway.

I’m not sure how they really felt about me telling Sophie, but after I told them all about the fight and everything, they at least said they understood why I did it. I think they were so distracted by the other stuff that they didn’t give it that much thought. I’ll probably hear more about it later… :)

Okay, I’m exhausted…more tomorrow.