"So have you thought about what I'd said?" I ask my dad. I was referring to miss Chloe . She was my math teacher and was also very interested in my dad. She could'nt keep her eyes off him during the techno fest held in our highschool. Dad made a face at me. "How many times do I have to ask you to stop trying to set me up Ana?"
he said. "Dad I'm not trying to set you up. I'm just saying that you should give her a chance. She's a nice person. Pretty too. Maybe you could hang out with her" I was'nt going to back down. He took a sip of his wine and waited for me to play my next card. " I don't think of her that way". I stared at dad. "You dont think of anyone that way".
He gave me a sad smile and said "love , I can't. Your mother was the love of my life and will be forever. I just don't think it would be fair to Miss Chloe , or , any other woman as a matter of fact, to be in my life and not be the one I truely love. My turn." He played. It was honestly heartbreaking. " Dad you're allowed to fall in love again."
I say as I look at my cards. He chuckles and says " you've always been too mature for your age. Alright I'll give it a thought. Now stop harassing your old man. Tell me how's your school going on."
I sigh, resigned. This has to be the 422'nd time my dad has changed the subject. Anyways I'll keep on trying. "School is alright. I can't wait to go to college." I smile as I think about it. Being independent has always been something I'd aspired towards. College is the best way to learn independence. Dad smiles at me "I'm proud of you love." he says as he plays the last card " I win." he grins at me. Dammit. His grin is infectious. "Next time you'll see" I grumble. He laughs ." Alright love its time for bed."
he says as he collects all the cards to pack them. " Goodnight daddy" I hug him and he kisses my forehead. I'm about to leave the drawing room when suddenly someone bangs on our front door. I stop . It's almost 1am. Who could it be at this time of the night? The banging continues. Whoever it is sure is impatient. They keep on banging the door as well as ringing the doorbell. Me and my dad exchange looks. " Go to your room Ana" my dad says as he heads for the door. "Not likely " i say as i follow him to the front door. The banging and the ringing continues. Dad opens the door and almost immedeatly steps back as a man enters the room. As I takea look at the man, I freez. Holy crap!