19 - The Letter.
I return home, still confused. The one thing I know is that I have to see that woman again.
"Charlie, we need to talk," Asher says.
I shake my head. "I'm not ready to talk yet. I have enough to think about."
"I don't understand why you're mad at me! Do you really think I had a choice in telling you that I worked for your dad?"
"The more I thought about it last night, it's not that you didn't tell me, it's that I thought I had one normal person in my life, but I guess I don't."
I run upstairs, determined to pack a bag. I make it there Asher still on my trail. I start throwing stuff in a bag.
"What are you doing," Asher asks.
"I'm leaving, isn't it obvious? I have something I need to do!"
He blocks the doorway. "You're not going anyway."
"Asher, if you help me, I'll rethink getting back together with you. You can come with me! There's so many unanswered questions I have, maybe some part of me will be at peace-"
"This is absurd. Absolute nonsense. Are you sick?"
He puts a hand on my forehead but I slap it away. "I'm perfectly fine Asher! Either get out of my way, or you can help me! What's it going to be because I will get what I want!"
Jesse storns out of his room. "What the hell are you doing?"
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you, Jess," I protest.
"Try me, I've heard it all!"
"Well...if you want to come...we're going to meet our mother, Tori Grace Moriarty."