“The last time I saw you, you were still so young, and now look at you, grown up to be a beautiful young woman. Catie must be very proud of you.” I give her a tight smile, but I can’t remember I met her before.
“Thank you for coming here today,” I say.
The next thing I know, Mr. Hughes is next giving me a bear hug. Dad excuses us both.
“What is it, pumpkin?” Dad's gloomy eyes gaze at me. He places his hands on my arms.
“Dad, first, I’m already in college, and stop calling me pumpkin in front of people. You can start calling me by my name, can’t you do that?”
“Sweetheart, you will always be my baby girl. Old or not, you’ll always be my pumpkin.”
“Dad, it’s annoying, you know?” I look down at my shoes.
“You don’t want me to call you in front of Seb and his parents, or you don’t want m
