She knew she was next. He knocked and then came in her room. “Jordan?”
“Yeah Daddy?” She turned around from her computer chair, her story on the screen behind her.
“What are you working on there?”
“Oh nothing, just a story.”
“Oh! A story?! Like for a class?”
He doesn’t even know me, she thought. “No, I just like to write in my free time.”
“Oh…well, what’s it about?” He asked genuinely curious – and kicking himself for not paying enough attention to her to know that she had a hobby like this.
“Oh you probably wouldn’t be that interested – what’s up?”
Just get this over with dad! She thought.
He didn’t know what to do with that answer but decided to take the ‘out’. “Well honey, you saw what happened in New York yesterday.”
“Yeah, why weren’t you here?”
“…um…well Daddy had to take care of some things at work – there were lots of people who needed me there—”
“We needed you here Daddy!”
