You mean, do I think I'll regret it or something down the line? [She frowned, taking the time to really think about it instead of giving the knee-jerk answer. She shook her head slowly.] I think I already regret not taking your side before. I think I'll miss Dad like crazy, but I already miss him. It's not like I see him much as it is. More than anything, I want us all to be together as a family... but, I don't think that's gonna happen.

I'm gonna miss him. I'm gonna be sorry he won't bury the hatchet with you and let us all be together again. I'm pretty sure I won't be blaming you for any of that, though.

You're not asking me to do anything, right now. I'm making an offer. Don't take it lightly. If there's even the slightest chance you think you might decide you don't want me around, tell me now, please.