Daaaaddddyyyyyy
DAAAAAAADDDDDYYYYYYY
The
cry split the air. The house shook with
the ferocity of the yelling. The little
girl wanted something, she wanted it now, and what she wanted was me. It’s always nice to feel wanted, although
less so when the little girl with the big voice that wants you really should be
asleep as she’s been in bed for a good twenty minutes or so.
