"Morning daddy!" I exclaimed happily turning my head and batting my long eyelashes at him.

"I think I'm a little old for daddy hon."

"Then that means I'm too old to be your little girl." I replied.

"Hmmm." Dad said as he walked over to the counter to pour a cup of coffee. "Well then in that case Daddy's okay then."

"I thought so."

I was glad dad had popped in when he had as, once again, things seemed to have been taking a dark turn and Mom had looked like she was starting to get upset. As I watched, dad put his coffee down and give my mother a...