Chapter 14. Fathers, be good to your daughters

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Promise was my daughter.

She was here for months. My daughter was here, I spoke to her and had no idea who she was. No idea.

Now she's gone.

[There's a long pause.]

I really, really don't know how to feel about that.

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[burnt_orangesky]

[Expect her by to drop sometime later in the day, to keep him company. And possibly make him dinner, if he doesn't mind somewhat unoriginal, but good, food.]

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[burnt_orangesky]

[She probably will be amused by it. But she'll do her best to stifle any snickers, in respect for his feelings about Promise.]