Make Him Proud
"Hi Dad." He lowered the bouquet of daffodils, kneeling beside the grave. "It hasn't been that long. Three weeks. I miss you, Dad."
Mack was quiet for a long time. "Rose and I bought a house in London. She thinks it'll be good for me to get away from all of this. A fresh start. I think it'll be good for me, too."
He smiled now. "Rose and I are back together now. I'm glad about that. I really missed being with her, having her close to me. I love her."
Mack stood up now. "Thanks for everything, Dad."
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"It's been a long time. Four years now. Rose and I went to London and we lived there. We're back in San Angeles now, and we're looking for a house."
He squeezed Rose's hand. "I asked Rose to marry me. She said yes." Rose caught his eye and smiled, leaning against him. He leaned over and kissed the top of her head.
"Hi Dad," Rose said softly. "I wish you could be at the wedding next spring. It's what Mack and I have always wanted."
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"I have more big news. Rose and I are having a baby, a little girl. We're going to name her Andrea. At first we had decided on Jamie, but Andrea seemed right. Thanks, Dad. If…if you hadn't done what you did, I would never have had this life. Thanks, Dad. I hope I've made you proud."