What
Dads Do
“So how are you going to do it?” Epiphany asked as
we left the meeting. “Talmadge is in Florida.”
“Do what?” I asked.
“Pretend you’re just standing around talking to
Talmadge, while you’re really watching to see that I get to my car OK, in the
safest neighborhood in Pittsburgh.”
“Was I that obvious?” I asked, knowing the answer.
Epiphany punched me. “You two looked like you were on
guard duty, scouting the neighborhood for enemy soldiers.”
“Sorry, force of habit. I was just doing what dads
do, even though you’re not my child.”
She smiled. “OK, it’s still annoying, but it’s also
a kind of a nice way to show you care.”
As she walked away she turned and looked over her
shoulder.
I pretended to talk into my watch, like I was
Secret Service, “This is the Coachman. The Evil Stepsister has left the ball. I
repeat the Evil Stepsister has left the ball.”
She made a rude gesture and we both laughed.
Today I’ll find a new way to show someone I care.
Fawlty
Showers 2 is
a work of fiction. Any similarity between the characters and anyone you might
know is purely coincidental.
Other
works by Ken Montrose are available at:
• https://www.amazon.com/-/e/B001K8MG0S
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