BECCA'S POV
This can't be happening, I whisper to myself as I hastily kneel down to check my father's pulse. While doing that he starles me when he suddenly jerks up and and grabs my hand, he stares at me smiling. Flabbergasted and in disbelief, an angry scowl quickly takes over my entire face. "Why would you deliberately scare me like that?" I snarl.
He stands to his feet at the same time I rise up. "I was trying to get you to stop walking away...I'm sorry," he apologizes.
"Please forgive me," he puts on a puppy face.
Since I'm at his work place and I came here to visit him I might as well forgive me at least for now until we get back home.
"Okay," I sheepshily say.
His eyes light with relief and a wide smile plasters across his face. He tries to pull me in for a hug but I step a
