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Everything happens for a reason.

If I hate these things? If I hate these little reunions?

Hate doesn't even begin to cover it.

I never really liked to be surrounded by people. I never really liked people, for that matter. I think I could actually try to blame this on the fact that I can tell when people are lying but apparently the feeling is mutual so I guess this is just me being me.

There is one positive thing about this whole we-should-all-go-away-to-a-resort-together-to-bond week, though. Zoe, my wife, adores having what she calls quality time with the family, so attending these events satisfies her needs. I know, I am such a darling, ain't I?

The truth is, not only does it satisfy her needs, it also keeps her from asking me to take days off from work. I think it is a win/win situation, wouldn't you say?

And then there's also Emily.

Ems is seven years old and she adores talking to people and asking them questions till their eyes pop out and sweat runs down their foreheads like cascades. Usually I rescue whoever she is interrogating on time, but sometimes I just stand at the back watching because she causes the most extraordinary face expressions on people.

Even though she is still a baby, I can assure you she knows more about this world and about the human behavior than most of the people that walk around this resort calling themselves professionals. While I had to fight to learn how to read with my eyes, she reads with her heart. It seems like she inhales the feelings of those who surround her like they are just another element of air.

And she does that so well that about 5 minutes ago she smelled her mother's anger and dragged me out of the room just in time to avoid yet another argument between us.

She grabbed my hand and said that we needed to find our table before the dinner time came around or it would all be a mess and it would take us ages to find ourselves among the crowd.

I was checking out the surroundings when I felt her squeeze my hand.

I looked down at her and heard her ask: "Daddy, is that Miss talking to herself?"

My eyes followed the direction towards which her face pointed and I couldn't help but smile as the woman who apparently had been taking to herself was now looking at us with a huge smile on her face.

And what a fascinating smile she had!

I actually had the honor to see its birth. It was not until her eyes found the shape of Ems that her lips started to curl up into a smile that reached her eyes like a storm that breaks the sky without a warning.

Hers were blue… like the ocean. And without thinking twice, I dived in.

I would have drowned if Emily hadn't spoken.

"Oh Dad, this is actually our table."

And I watched her walk towards the free seat by the curious stranger who seemed to be very amused with the whole situation.

A breath caught up on my throat as I witnessed Emily throwing her arms around the woman's neck and hugging her like they had known each other for ages.

I was ready to take a step forward and apologize for Emily's action when I noticed the woman's arms wrapped around Emily's small frame.

There was no anger playing on the woman's face. No, there was only surprise… and happiness… and…

Could it possibly be love?

"Hi pretty lady." Said Ems, "I am Emily." My daughter added with a smile before turning towards me, already sitting on the woman's lap. "And that's my Dad… Doctor Lightman."

If I hadn't known anything about face expressions, I would have certainly blushed.

"Cal Lightman." I finally took a step forward, putting my hand out for her to shake. "Sorry about Ems… she tends to jump on people."

Her eyes… they were dancing in joy.

And I wished I could follow their rhythm. Her rhythm.

Oh yes, everything happens for a bloody reason.

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Another dosage of weirdness because things always come in pairs. LOL.

I promise next chapter will be more normal, alright? I mean, I am not really sure I can do normal but I can try less weird. How does that sound? :)

Anyway, do take the time to R&R if you feel like it.

See you soon,

Tess.