CHAPTER 167

THIRTEEN YEARS AGO

Jermaine Rhoades pulled over the sedan into the lawn of the old cabin and brought the car to a halt. Selena, who was sitting in the passenger’s seat, had her arms folded, looking upset. Jermaine shook his head as he gazed at her before killing the engine. He stepped out of the car and waited for his daughter to come out, but he waited in vain.

Frustrated, he poked his head into the car once more and found her sitting still with her arms still folded.

“Come on, darling. There’s no harm here,” he urged her.

“Why are we here, dad?” She asked.

“Couldn't we have gone somewhere else?”

Jermaine clenched his jaws and sighed. She wouldn’t understand, and he couldn’t blame her. She was still too young. She would only understand when she grew older. And when the time came, she would understand why this trip was important.

“We’ll go and get you ice cream afterwards?”

Selena turned to him with a stern look on her face. Jermaine felt that had worked.

“I’m no longer seven, D