“Daddy!” I yelled jumping on him. I know, ‘daddy,’ sounds babyish, but he’s the fist dad I REALLY had.
“Hey, Snowy Mountain, how was your first day?” He asked putting me down. I gave him my later face. I wanted this feeling of happiness to last forever. He nodded. “Samantha, I’m home!” He called. She popped her head out of the kitchen, she smiled.
“Hi, honey, I’m making your favorite, Green Bean Casserole.” He made a grossed out face. I giggled. Mom smiled, “Her laugh, a rare thing.”
“Yeah.” He answered watching me set the table.