"Dad, don't. You know that looks creeps me out." A redheaded 18 year old chuckled as another much older woman was putting on her makeup. "Nana can't concentrate if I'm laughing."
"You know I can't help it, baby." A dark haired and heavily tattooed older man chuckled from the corner where he was drinking a beer, eyes misty as he watched her. He knew she could sense that.
"Whatcha thinking about?" Her Nana had started on her hair so she could finally look at him. it was a rather important night, but she always had time to talk with her Dad. Plans be damned.
"Just your Dad." He chuckled sadly to her sighing afterwards while resting his face on his knee. "He would have been sitting here and not me."
"Oh no. He'd be pacing outside." She smiled, not wanting to mess her face up with waterworks. "Freaking out was more his style."
"I guess so." Her Dad nodded. "He'd think you were beautiful. Just like me right now."
"I know, I might visit him with Aamos on the way back."
"You remember, he's only on loan to you. He'd better not try - "
"Dad, Jesus. He's practically my brother, if he tried, I'd castrate him before sending him via flat shipping back to Uncle Ville."
"That's my girl." They both laughed, her shaking her head. "Dad would have loved this."
"Yeah…" He took another sip of his drink. "He'd be joining in."
"Yeah…" She sighed, a sad smile coming to her face as her Nana kissed her on the cheek and left. "Seems like only yesterday he was here, laughing at everything. It's been years and it's still pretty bad."
Her dad nodded solemnly before asking. "Riley, tell me how I ended up with a giant pain in the ass like you again before you take off?"
She laughed at him, smiling. "Anything for you, Dad."
Here we go again...