"Daddy." Braelynn sniffed on Monday morning
"You okay little love?"
She shook her head, "I tink I'm gonna be -"
She didn't finish her sentence, vomit spewed from her mouth, onto his nice, clean sheets.
When his daughter had first been born, bodily fluids made him gag. Becoming a parent changed that.
"Alright Brae, let's get you cleaned up and put back to bed, okay?"
She nodded, wiping the left over sick from her mouth with the back of her hand.
I defiantly raised her, he thought with humour.
He carried her gently into the bathroom, cleaning her up before putting her back to bed.
A/N:
Hi Guys!
I'm so sorry I've been gone, RL, work and a case of writer block is to blame. But everything is now back on track.
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