"Melody, I do not want you to spend any of your time with pirates."
"I’m eighteen years old, I’m not a child anymore!" she huffed, crossing her arms over her chest. "Don’t you think I can make my own decisions?"
"I wasn’t yelling at you, sweetheart. I just want what’s best for you.."
"I know..." she sighed. "I appreciate the concern, Dad. But I'll be fine."













