My father is a truck driver and also lives in California, we only see him during the summer when he comes to Texas and we ride in his truck to Cali. Well last night my father sent me these text. I am with my Nana while my little brother is at my Mother's

I was confused of why he needed to ask this from me when he could call her. Either way my mind is coming up with situations, one was he might be trying to surprise me and got a load to where we live. I guess it is dumb hope. We are now out eating and I am looking at the doors every time someone walks in. I feel like my 7 year old self again, waiting at the door for my father to come back from whereever he is. Honestly, I thought I was past the point of waiting for him but guess I am never

*Update*

False hope, never came and might never will. Guess an old part of me was wishing and I kinda hate myself now for letting me do this to myself. Whelp guess I gotta wait a few months