He had his daughter, that's all that mattered.
He would give up his shop for her. The shop that he had worked his whole life to build up. He had never remarried, rarely dated. He focused all of his efforts on her. It was the only thing he knew.
He had loved her mother, but she had left. He spent his days sifting through his life, hoping his daughter was happy. He knew she loved him, but was it enough? Money wasn't a problem. She needed a mother, just didn't know it yet.
It wasn't that he needed time away from her. He cherished every moment they spent together. He loved the way she was so simplistically happy with him. He would watch her soccer practices, sitting in the grass and watching her run free. She loved the outdoors. He would take her camping and admire her as she wandered about, staring through the dense pine forests.
Not that she was unhappy at their house. She loved having friends over, and he was more than willing to watch the kids while a mom got her hair done, or whatever. He played all of the roles. During the day, he would drop her off at school, work, then pick her up. He would cook, watch some kids, hang out at soccer practices, chat with the moms and dads, then go home and tuck her in. He would work out a bit, then go to sleep to start it over.
Then he got the call from Christa.
They had been high school sweethearts, inseparable for 3 years. Breaking it off when she moved off to college, they had kept in close contact over the years. It had taken a lot of effort, but he had finally gotten over her. She had married, and it had gone wrong. He helped her through it, as she had helped him through his times. Now just friends, they chatted all the time. But now she was back in town. She had quit her job, and moved back with her parents for a while, to get herself together. It was that call that changed things.
"Hey Chris"
Hey
"How's Hailey?"
Good
"Wanna go to dinner tonight? My treat."
What?
"Yeah, I'm back with the 'rents for a bit. Figured I'd pay ya a visit."
Sure deal, but I'm paying. How's the Colleseum, I'll pick you up at 6?
"Awesome, man. Oh, um.. can you leave Hailey with a friend? I want to have a good talk."
Yeah, no prob, I'll just call in a favor.
"Good deal. See you then."
- that's all i got right now -
(c) Chris N
He would give up his shop for her. The shop that he had worked his whole life to build up. He had never remarried, rarely dated. He focused all of his efforts on her. It was the only thing he knew.
He had loved her mother, but she had left. He spent his days sifting through his life, hoping his daughter was happy. He knew she loved him, but was it enough? Money wasn't a problem. She needed a mother, just didn't know it yet.
It wasn't that he needed time away from her. He cherished every moment they spent together. He loved the way she was so simplistically happy with him. He would watch her soccer practices, sitting in the grass and watching her run free. She loved the outdoors. He would take her camping and admire her as she wandered about, staring through the dense pine forests.
Not that she was unhappy at their house. She loved having friends over, and he was more than willing to watch the kids while a mom got her hair done, or whatever. He played all of the roles. During the day, he would drop her off at school, work, then pick her up. He would cook, watch some kids, hang out at soccer practices, chat with the moms and dads, then go home and tuck her in. He would work out a bit, then go to sleep to start it over.
Then he got the call from Christa.
They had been high school sweethearts, inseparable for 3 years. Breaking it off when she moved off to college, they had kept in close contact over the years. It had taken a lot of effort, but he had finally gotten over her. She had married, and it had gone wrong. He helped her through it, as she had helped him through his times. Now just friends, they chatted all the time. But now she was back in town. She had quit her job, and moved back with her parents for a while, to get herself together. It was that call that changed things.
"Hey Chris"
Hey
"How's Hailey?"
Good
"Wanna go to dinner tonight? My treat."
What?
"Yeah, I'm back with the 'rents for a bit. Figured I'd pay ya a visit."
Sure deal, but I'm paying. How's the Colleseum, I'll pick you up at 6?
"Awesome, man. Oh, um.. can you leave Hailey with a friend? I want to have a good talk."
Yeah, no prob, I'll just call in a favor.
"Good deal. See you then."
- that's all i got right now -
(c) Chris N
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