“Hi, Daddy!” I said back, “It’s great to hear you.” My dad and I have a great relationship, but he isn’t one to talk on the phone if he can avoid it. He likes face to face. Most of the time if he picks up when I call I get, “Hi Carrie, how are you, let me get your mother.” (and yes, I do call him “Daddy” what else would “Daddy’s little girl” do?) He must have sensed there was something up otherwise he would have told my mom “just give her my love.”
“So, what’s up with Kevin?” he asked.
I explained what was happening.
“Interesting,” he said.
“Not helpful,” I responded.
