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He thought to himself. She’s probably embarrassed about it too. ‘Nothing’ he said, shaking his head. He no longer felt paralysed, and walked towards her. She outstretched her hand. ‘Here, take my hand. We don’t want you falling behind.’ She flashed him a dazzling smile. Richard had so many indian questions, but he felt unable to speak. [/i]My own daughter...what does she think she’s doing?[/i] Richard couldn’t work out why he felt so strange. It’s not my fault, I can’t choose how she dresses. But then why do I feel guilty? He tugged the necklace that now hung heavy on his neck. He felt something was wrong, but with the faint chirping of the birds, and Charlotte’s smile and her soft hand, all his anxiety melted away. After they had walked home, Richard prepared them a wonderful Sunday Roast. Living alone for so many years had made him somewhat of an expert in the kitchen - according to Charlotte at least. She took to the lounge afterwards for a small nap, and Richard cycled into the city to do some shopping. When he got back he found Charlotte in the reading room, sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed. ‘Hiya.’ ‘Hi. I found this film while I was shopping and was wondering whether you wanted to watch it after dinner.’ He showed her the case. ‘The Gap.’ she read. ‘Yeah sure, looks alright.’ After dinner they again retired to the lounge. The widescreen TV was probably the most modern thing in the house, and Charlotte snuggled up to him on the sofa as the film began to play. He held her in his arms anime under the blanket and began to stroke the back of her head. The film wasn’t very interesting, and when it finally rolled to credits Richard realised that Charlotte was fast asleep. The pendant round his neck was cool as he held it in his fingers. ‘Charlotte? Charlotte darling?’ He brushed the hair back from her ear. She’s perfect… Slowly she began to murmur. ‘Mmh...Yes Daddy…’ Her eyes were still shut, and only her lips were moving. Richard felt a stirring within him, and the tooth began to quiver around his neck. He held her head in one hand, but his other began to lazily caress her smooth calf. ‘I’ve feet been meaning to speak to you about something. "Like I said, go for my roommate. She'd laughed when I called her a boomer. But during feet that period Ja-alixxe’s lynch mob took as much vengeance with him as they could. Glenda and Deb both started teasing her for thinking she was a woman of the world or anime something, when in fact, she was no more experienced than the rest of us, which meant none at all. My hair danced around my face. Stars exploded before me. I gripped her ponytail hard as I growled through clenched teeth. "Dad, what indian is it?" That I am a real girl.” He steeled himself internally. Sometimes, maybe, the smart thing is to not say or do anything at all.