"Daddy!" she yelled from the other side of the door. I was already halfway down the hall.
I turned back.
"Daddy! Come back. I wanted to give you a kiss!"
"Daddy!"
When Charlotte helped her open the door, I was standing there.
"I wanted to give you a kiss."
We had already exchanged hugs, as usual. We often exchange kisses, too, but not that
morning.
She gave me a nice kiss on the cheek.
"Now you can go."
That really makes a dad feel like a million bucks!
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