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HE SHOWED UP LATE TO THE DADDY-DAUGHTER DANCE—BUT WHAT HE SAID WHEN HE WALKED IN MADE ME FREEZE I had been waiting near the folding chairs for almost twenty minutes. Every other girl had someone. Ties and boots and proud smiles, lifting daughters by the waist like princesses. Even Mr. Wheeler—the janitor from my school—was dancing with his niece like it was the best night of his life. But my dad wasn’t there. I kept checking the door. The big one with the old brass handle that stuck a little when you pulled it. I was trying not to cry, because I’d done my hair all by myself, and I didn’t want the curls to fall out. And then, just when I thought maybe he really wasn’t coming at all— The door creaked. He stepped in wearing jeans, his vest, and the same hat he always wore for work. He looked around the room, spotted me, and I saw that look in his eyes. Regret. Mixed with something else I couldn’t place. I walked up to him slowly. “You’re late,” I said. My voice came out quieter than I wanted. He knelt just a little, held out a single white rose. “I had to stop by somewhere first.” “Where?” He didn’t answer right away. Just leaned in and whispered, “I had to make sure she wouldn’t stop us from having this night.” My fingers were still holding the stem when I realized— ⬇️ (continue reading in the first cᴑmment)

HE SHOWED UP LATE TO THE DADDY-DAUGHTER DANCE—BUT WHAT HE SAID WHEN HE WALKED IN MADE ME FREEZE I had been waiting near the folding chairs for…

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