shove your appeal , i said , and walked away . `` dad , i do n't want to talk about this with you . '' i cant imagine what it would be , but im willing to hear him out . it was n't exactly lying , was it ? after all , he had been a bank manager . i want to see you , '' i told her , needing to see her in my shirt . chapter seven he dropped his hand . and wondered why he spent so much time hating her and hating her father . 