"Mu....m, can we go in first?"
Inside, she pegged her. "Go freshen up, I am serving soup in thirty."
After she had dressed the table, she hurried to her room. "Baby," she called as she opened the door to find her crying, a photo held against her bosom. She walked to her and drew her into a warm embrace. "I miss him too."
"But mum, can't I have another dad"
"You can sweet, mum is getting married soon."