“Dad?” I say through a gaspy breath seeing my dad’s figure standing in front of me.
“Oh no honey, he’s not your dad.” Elizabeth says, holding tightly onto my arm. I widen my eyes to try and see better and I swear that it’s my dad. It looks exactly like him. I screw my eyes to see his greying black hair, his vibrant blue eyes, he’s short and muscular built. That is my dad.
“Listen, Rick we are six girls here you better watch your step.” Tess speaks with a stern voice.
“Riley and Sarah are up to no good.” Which is true. I feel like shaking jelly surrounded with pain with each small move I make.
“Well we’re still four.”
“I have a gun.” A gun. Oh no! I hear them all gasping and giving defeated sighs. I sigh through cold sweated shivers.
“Dad?” I say, not being able to place him,k*
