Julia
Van gave my hand a squeeze before I stepped into my father's office, leaving Van in the front with Janie, my father's secretary. She'd been with him as long as I could remember. Long ago, before my mother also had an office in this suite of offices and my grandfather was still alive, I'd come into Dad's office and Janie would let me help her with filing and even typing.
Those memories and more came back as we greeted one another, and I introduced her to Donovan. It was Van's encouragement that helped me to no longer see myself as the little girl playing office but as an adult ready to take on the responsibilities that would help Wade succeed.
Dad smiled as he came around his desk, and I closed the door behind me.
He didn't say a word as he wrapped his arms around me.
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