My dad ordered weed from a hotel room

My friend Jack called me seven times on Friday while I was at work.

I didn’t see the missed calls until after lunch.

I started to freak out as soon as I saw the missed calls. It was unusual for Jack to call so many times in a row. I honestly thought something must be wrong. When I saw the calls I picked up the phone and called my best friend. He didn’t answer, which was incredibly frustrating. He called me seven times, but he couldn’t pick up when I called him back. When I finally got a hold of Jack, he refused to tell me what was going on until we met in person. That made me even more concerned and worried. I was afraid my best friend was going to give me bad news and I was right to feel worried. Jack and I met at a bar that we often visit to watch sports games. Jack was still wearing his work shirt. He looked really nervous and his hands were shaking. I told him to tell me what was going on already. I couldn’t wait any longer for the bad news. That’s when Jack told me that he made a marijuana delivery to a hotel and my dad was the recipient. Jack thought it was strange that my dad was ordering marijuana from a hotel room in the middle of the day on a Friday. I agreed with Jack that it seemed incredibly strange. I haven’t said anything to my dad about the marijuana delivery and hotel room, because frankly I don’t even know how to approach the subject. It makes me feel angry to even think that he might be cheating on my mom.
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