"I'm close to you honey. Yes. I don't know what I'd do without you."

"That's what I'm talking about. It's why I wrote the email. And dad, THINK about what you wrote back."

"I shouldn't have."

"You DID. And, I wasn't surprised. Dad, it was inevitable. In fact, I think we can start being a little more intimate with each other. This is… we are, different. For us it would be appropriate and nurturing. It's something I NEED Dad, from you."

My head was swimming. I could barely see. She was holding my hand, stroking my fingers. "Intimate, what? Intimate how? I'm always there for you, I'm...."

She slowly leaned...