Feb 25, 2011 13:19
“Where did he go?”
Danny hesitated, wiping his hand over the bottom half of his face. The man she’d grown to idolize was a criminal. Despite the truth, he couldn’t bring himself to shatter the image his daughter had built of her uncle. Only God knew whether or not they would ever see him again. “He had some business he needed to take care of,” he painfully settled on.
“He didn’t stay very long,” Grace commented, her voice sad.
“No, he didn’t.”
“He didn’t even say good-bye.” Disappointment laced every word.
“He wanted to, Monkey. He wanted to,” he whispered.
fic,
h50