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ASAP. The next chapter will be longer, I promise!! I so glad people are
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Jamie's Miracle Chapter 11 Broe 83
"Daddy?" Jamie called in to the hallway of the dark Sullivan home. She pushed open the door and made her way in to her childhood home, leading me by the hand.
We found him asleep in his armchair with the TV on. Jamie smiled down at him. You could see how much she loved him. For so long they had been each other's world, the only person each could really count on. But it didn't make them sad or pathetic like I had thought it did growing up, it made them special. I suddenly wished for the first time that I shared even a tenth of a bond like that with my dad.
Jamie knelt down beside her father and squeezed his hand gently. He stirred and then his eyes fluttered open.
He smiled as soon as he saw her, "Jamie," he whispered.
"Hi Daddy!" Jamie replied brightly. She stood, turned on the living room light, and turned off the TV.
Reverend Sullivan straightened up. He looked tired. And old. I'd never seen him look old before. For some reason that I didn't see or wouldn't see at the time, it made me shiver.
"I'm happy to see you two," he said, "but umm what time is it?"
"It's late daddy. We're sorry to bother you but we have some exciting news to share with you." She held her hand out to me and I walked over and sat down beside her on the couch.
I was nervous. I knew we had to tell him eventually, but telling Reverend Sullivan about the baby meant that he would know that I disobeyed him the night of the wedding. I just hoped I could handle his reaction.
"Well," he said almost chuckling, "don't keep me in suspense."
"Daddy," Jamie began slowly, wanting to build up the moment, "Landon and I are going to have a baby! You're going to be a grandpa!"
Jamie was beaming as she awaited a response from her father. But he didn't respond. Instead, his eyes flickered with a mixture of emotions; he stood, and walked silently out the door.
I turned toward Jamie. As if it was in slow motion, I watched her expression changed from one of happiness and excitement to one of sadness and disappointment.
Then she began to sob. I felt helpless. Jamie's father wasn't happy about the baby. Jamie's father had made her cry, probably for the first time ever. And what's worst of all, I thought as I cradled Jamie in my arms, is that it's all my fault.
Jamie's Miracle Chapter 11 Broe 83
"Daddy?" Jamie called in to the hallway of the dark Sullivan home. She pushed open the door and made her way in to her childhood home, leading me by the hand.
We found him asleep in his armchair with the TV on. Jamie smiled down at him. You could see how much she loved him. For so long they had been each other's world, the only person each could really count on. But it didn't make them sad or pathetic like I had thought it did growing up, it made them special. I suddenly wished for the first time that I shared even a tenth of a bond like that with my dad.
Jamie knelt down beside her father and squeezed his hand gently. He stirred and then his eyes fluttered open.
He smiled as soon as he saw her, "Jamie," he whispered.
"Hi Daddy!" Jamie replied brightly. She stood, turned on the living room light, and turned off the TV.
Reverend Sullivan straightened up. He looked tired. And old. I'd never seen him look old before. For some reason that I didn't see or wouldn't see at the time, it made me shiver.
"I'm happy to see you two," he said, "but umm what time is it?"
"It's late daddy. We're sorry to bother you but we have some exciting news to share with you." She held her hand out to me and I walked over and sat down beside her on the couch.
I was nervous. I knew we had to tell him eventually, but telling Reverend Sullivan about the baby meant that he would know that I disobeyed him the night of the wedding. I just hoped I could handle his reaction.
"Well," he said almost chuckling, "don't keep me in suspense."
"Daddy," Jamie began slowly, wanting to build up the moment, "Landon and I are going to have a baby! You're going to be a grandpa!"
Jamie was beaming as she awaited a response from her father. But he didn't respond. Instead, his eyes flickered with a mixture of emotions; he stood, and walked silently out the door.
I turned toward Jamie. As if it was in slow motion, I watched her expression changed from one of happiness and excitement to one of sadness and disappointment.
Then she began to sob. I felt helpless. Jamie's father wasn't happy about the baby. Jamie's father had made her cry, probably for the first time ever. And what's worst of all, I thought as I cradled Jamie in my arms, is that it's all my fault.