Flashback
I rushed into the dining room when I heard Derek's car, I hurriedly arranged the table and cups properly, before taking another spree into the kitchen, I washed my hands and dried them with the hand towels then I hung them back.
I smiled, everything was in place, dessert has been made, the cake was baked, and the meal was also prepared. I took a great time that morning grilling the steaks and making sure it was all greasy and a little spicy, just as Derek liked them.
His footsteps grew closer, by the time the doorknob twisted and he stepped a foot in, I threw in the air the foil cutout I made shouting… “Welcome back daddy, and happy birth—day” the rest of the words came out almost mechanically as a pair of black heels stepped into the sitting room.
Derek stood at 6.2ft tall.
