When I talked to my dad on the phone, he didn't mention the accident. Instead, he told me everything was going well with the family.
My mom told me about it the following week when Dad wasn't around. He didn't want her to tell me so I wouldn't worry.
Of course I worried. I love my dad. It's moments like this that reinforce my fear of losing one of my parents while I'm locked up.
I must win my stay.