Your mom... Dot.She slips in and out.When she remembers, I think, then I can feel her.I couldn’t feel her then.I could only feel you, and you were...... You felt like dismay.You felt like shock.You felt like sorrow.You felt like pain.I wanted to come down.I wanted to give you a hug.I know how much you like my hugs.I like hugging, too. It feels so nice.I stayed upstairs, though.I tried to figure out what I could do to cheer you up when I went down.I decided to just be me.I saw how much you liked my. I bent my head in a bow. “I am honoured, beautiful one.”When I looked at her, her complexion was several shades darker. She spoke, and her voice was as one might expect from such a tiny figure, high and piping, but none the less sweet and mellifluous. “I thank you for your compliment, Graham, though I do not think I am beautiful. I thought you wished to ask about my absence.”I didn’t know how to respond to that, but after a moment, decided that a discussion of the presumed ‘mythical’ nature of. "Daddy? You're drunk. You shouldn't be doing this, I'm your daughter!" I hoped that maybe I could talk some sense into him. I had no chance of overpowering him and he knew it. "I might be drunk but I'm still your father. Now this can go one of two ways. You can do exactly what I tell you to or you can refuse to obey me and I'll still get what I want." He pulled me to my feet and stared into my eyes. "Are you going to do what daddy says?" His voice was slurred but his grip on me never loosened.. Josh got it out for her, laying it on the counter. She picked it up and examined it. They talked. She must have been flirting with him in her comical dumb blonde baby doll voice because Josh shyly hung his head before gazing into her eyes once more. She set down the item to twist a lock of her hair as she leaned on the counter, crossing her legs that pooched out her butt so much so that the other sales guy on the floor was staring at it. I watched my brother take out his phone and enter the.