Chapter 2
I missed Daddy so much that I didn't mind when he first placed his hands on my shoulders and pulled me in.
Instead, I let the chill from his touch settle in my body, rake through my spine, softly but surely, until he linked his fingertips with mine. My arm was laying on my side as I laid horizontally on the bed.
"I've missed you so much," he said again as he curved his fingers against my palm.
The words sounded more distant, like he was referring to someone not quite there.
I squeezed my hand and wanted to turn around, but he brought his finger to my lower belly and held it in place.
"Don't, please," his voice came out as a whisper this time.
"Why? Is something wrong, Dad?" I asked, concern settling between my eyebrows.
"I shouldn't be saying this," he sniffled as he move
