Dear Daddy,

Today we got report cards. I was so excited. I got all S's and S +'s! I even convinced Brady to take me to the VCTF building so I could tell Mommy. Brady didn't want to take me there. He said he didn't have orders to do so, but I showed him my report card and told him why I wanted to go. He smiled and helped me into the SUV that he drives. The guards always split up into three cars. One that is in front of the SUV, the SUV, and one car that drives behind it. I'm not sure why they do that. Brady says it's important for my safety. I don't know how driving three cars is helpful. Anyway, we got inside the building and I went to find Mommy. She wasn't in her office. She wasn't in Grace's office, either, and Auntie Grace wasn't there. George was down on the computer and he looked like he was concentrating. I wished Nathan was still there. Nathan was great. He would have helped me. But he went to Colorado with Michelle. I miss him. Finally I ran into John. John leaned down and asked me what I was doing there. I gave him my report card and he looked at it. He looked confused for a minute. Then he looked at me like he was trying to judge me or something. Finally, he picked me up and hugged me. "You did great, Sweetheart! I'm so proud of you, Chloe-Girl."

I gave him a kiss on his cheek and that made him smile even bigger. And by that time, Mommy had found us. She asked me what I was doing there just like John did, except Mommy looked more worried than John had. "She got straight S's, Sam."

"That's wonderful, Sweetheart." Then she looked at John and laughed at him.

"S's mean Satisfactory. It's the highest mark you can get in second grade. They don't start grading with A's and all that until third grade."

"Oh!" John looked like he got it then. I started to giggle at him.

"Everyone knows that, John. You should have just asked me." I told him.

"I know. I'll do that next time."

Mommy hugged me and then asked me what I wanted to do.

"I think I can get off work a little early for this occasion. What do you say, Sweetheart?"

'Can we go to Chuck-E-Cheese with Angel and John?"

"Well, John is working. I'm sure Angel will go, though."

John nodded, agreeing with Mommy. I wanted John to come. Really bad. He's my favorite person, even more favorite than Angel. "Please...."

"Go ask your Uncle Bailey. I don't think he'll say yes if we ask him."

So, I ran down the hallway to find Uncle Bailey.

He was in his office. Uncle Bailey is always working. Frances gets mad at him for working all the time. I can understand that. I feel the same way she does. He was reading something when he realized I was in his office.

"Hello, Chloe. What's going on?"

"I got straight S's on my report card and Mommy wants to leave early to take me to Chuck-E-Cheese."

"Okay."

"Can John come with me, too?"

"John? Well, Chloe, I don't know. He's supposed to be working here. He's got a bunch of paperwork to do."

"Please, Uncle Bailey, with a great big cherry on top? And whipcream!"

"Oh, all right. Just tell your Uncle John that he better be back here bright and early tomorrow morning. On time."

"Okie dokie. Thanks, Uncle Bailey."

"No problem, Chloe."

So I went and found Mommy and John. They were surprised when I told them that John could come with us. Mommy had already called Angel, so she was going to meet us there.

Angel and John don't get along very well. It's because they broke up, Mommy says. They glare at each other, specially Angel. She's really mad at John. So, John sat by me and Mommy sat by Angel. I wish they got along. They used to like each other. A lot. They were always kissing when they thought I wasn't looking. They did it when they thought Mommy wasn't looking, too. It always made her sad. She never told me that, but I could tell. Her eyes are always really bright blue when John is around and when he kissed Angel they would go dark. They're always bright now. Okay. Back to my dinner with them. Chuck-E-Cheese brought me a special pizza that Mommy had requested. It was my favorite pizza, cheese and pineapple. Mommy and Angel both hate it, so it was special that we got it. John liked the pineapple. He said something about me having great taste and Mommy snorted like a piggy. That made everyone laugh even harder. Then, I played games. John played air hockey with me. He's really good. I think he let me win, though. He acted like he was going to win and then I started getting some really good shots. He didn't say anything about it. He bought me a balloon, too. It was blue and pink, shaped like a sword. He bought one for Mommy and Angel, also. They sword fought with me. John was the only one without a balloon. It's times like that I kind of wish John was my daddy. Then I feel really guilty. I wonder if my real Daddy would be mad at me for wanting John to be my daddy. He just likes to play with me and he listens to me. No one listens to little eight-year-old Chloe, except John. And he treats me like I was his daughter. I would ask Mommy what she thought, but that'd make her even sadder. I guess I'll just have to figure it out by myself.

Love,

Chloe Waters