Her father had always gotten home at 7 or 8 at night, leaving them enough time to eat dinner, maybe watch some TV, but then she would have to go to sleep for school the next morning.
Today, she lay on the couch, anxiously waiting for the clock to strike 7. Tonight, she has made lasagna, her father's favorite.
At quarter till, she heard a knock on the door. Of course, her being the optimistic girl she was, assumed her father had gotten home early. As she opens the door, her greeting is a tight hug around the waist.
He patted her back, less affectionate than usual. "Sorry... darling. I'm really tired, I'm going to bed early." He says, backing up.
She gives him a look. He did seem paler, dark circles under his eyes, and an awfully deep, exhausted sounding voice. His posture seemed a bit sluggish too.
"It's ok Dad. There's lasagna in the kitchen if you get hungry later." She responds, disappointed. He goes upstairs, and into the room.
She sits back down on the couch, awfully dissapointed. That's when she gets a text from her father,'Hey darling. I'm a running a bit late today, I'll be home in an hour😁 Love you❤'
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