"Dad, may I come in?" I promptly asked as I slowly opened the door, peering as I see him sitting on the bed with a laptop on his lap as his head softly bobs up and down listening to his favorite album of The Rolling Stones. He loves music as much as I do. My mother used to say that I was an answered prayer because they always wanted a daughter especially my dad, and it turned out that I looked more like him rather than my mother.
"Ah, Stacy I haven't seen you in a while, Come in." He said as I came inside and instinctively hugged the life out of me. It felt good.
"Look at you darling, you have really grown up! I think I have been missing half of my life now, I was just really busy." He chuckled.
"I really missed you, dad, it had been a whole lot while," I said as I softly sat on the be
