"Daddy!" she giggled.

"You never sit in my lap anymore, sweet girl," he said as he stroked her face. "You've gotten so pretty. You must be the prettiest girl in school," he said as he pulled her head down to rest on his shoulder. His arms encircled her body.

Her father's arms felt so good around her. She had longed for his affection through all those terrible times that they were alone, but he had been almost totally oblivious to her because of his addictions. Now he was better and it felt wonderful to be in his arms. She kissed his cheek and thought that she would love to lay...