Jadea
“Hey daddy,” I said affectionately into the receiver after I was out of the room. I continued walking down the hallway until I came to the exit. Stepping outside I took a deep breath of fresh air, breathing the ocean scents deep into my lungs. I hoped the sadness and exhaustion hadn’t been evident in my voice. If he didn’t know about Viola and was only calling to check in, I didn’t want to worry him unnecessarily.
“Hey squirt,” his deep voice drifted into my ear and I could feel the rest of the tension from experiencing Viola’s death ease from my shoulders. From the very beginning we always shared a special bond.
“How is everything?” I asked.
“Everything is fine here. Nothing new.”
“Ok.”
“I was calling to check up on you. I saw the latest victim. Viola.” He probably guessed it
