‘Great, because Cassie has already decided on a name for it.’ ‘Really?’ Andrew asked. Leah nodded. ‘Oliver.’ ‘Oliver?’ Andrew could feel his eyelids getting heavy. ‘What if the cat is female?’ ‘Have you ever tried to argue with the logic of a seven-year-old?’ Leah muttered as she nuzzled her head against his chest before closing her eyes. **** Dublin Airport Wednesday, 11:35pm Pacing around the room like a caged tiger, Verity Ward was an extremely unhappy woman. Checking the door handle for what seemed like the umpteenth time she found it was still just as secure as it had been on her previous attempts to open it. Verity sat down in the uncomfortable plastic chair on one side of the table and closed her eyes for a moment, reflecting on how the events of the evening had taken a turn for the worst. As she had checked in for her short flight back to London she had been detained by two rather burly looking security personnel due to some ‘irregularities’ regarding her passport. She knew. He stopped hanging out with his friends. He never even dated again after my mother passed away. At first I attributed this to the fact that he loved my mother very much, which he did, and that he was still heartbroken over her sudden death, which he was. Sometimes I felt guilty that Daddy was so alone. I knew he would never blame me for anything, but I wasn't naive enough to not realize a man has needs. And I also knew that somehow, someway, that I his daughter would have to find a way to satisfy those needs.As I have said, Daddy was everything to me. I would sometimes gaze at him adoringly when he wasn't looking. I've always thought my father a quite handsome man with his chiseled features and muscular build, which I attributed to all those years working construction and various other forms of manual labor. His hands were big and calloused from all those years of working manual labor, but they were always soft and gentle whenever he would hug me. Sometimes I caught myself holding on.
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