July 13^th

David,

Preacher and his daughter were arguing tonight. I couldn’t hear what they were saying but from their tones, it sounded pretty heated. Her room is just on the other side of the wall. It sounds like she is crying. It isn’t the first time.

It must really be tough to be a teenager. I don’t remember what that is like, always having to do what someone else says. I’m not sure I would make it.

Me.