As I tucked Namine in for the night, she said to me: “You’re not a normal kind of daddy.”
I smiled. “What do you mean?”
“Well, you don’t always give me what I want. But you always give me what I need.”
I gave my daughter a hug. “I try, baby love.”
“I love you so very much, Daddy. Good night.”
“Good night.”




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