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Nigel was busy making lunch for his family in the kitchen. Earlier in the morning, he’d driven into town to pick up the meats and cheeses he needed to make Hannah a special birthday meal fit for a princess. Having missed so many birthdays during his incarceration, he felt he had to at least try and make up for it.
He’d ordered everyone out while he got lunch ready. While he was getting food stuffs out of the fridge and cupboards, he didn’t notice the door open. Nigel almost jumped when he turned to find Hannah in front of him. “Jesus! You nearly made me jump out of my skin. You could’ve given me a warning.”
His daughter smiled, and without warning, hugged him, her arms around his waist while he held a tea towel in one hand and bread board in another. Nigel didn’t know what was going
