04-29-2009, 03:08 PM
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He watched her pride in success and smiled right along with her, the proud father in denial. He was no father, after all, he was just her guardian for the time being. Jefferson watched the squirrel hurry back into the wild, grateful for its allowed freedom and another chance to live. It was returning to its family, Addison said. The Patriarch's smile wavered a little, wondered if she felt even a little empathy for the creature. If her mother and father came back into view, would Addison run away to them again? Would he be left behind so easily?
Closing this!
He watched her pride in success and smiled right along with her, the proud father in denial. He was no father, after all, he was just her guardian for the time being. Jefferson watched the squirrel hurry back into the wild, grateful for its allowed freedom and another chance to live. It was returning to its family, Addison said. The Patriarch's smile wavered a little, wondered if she felt even a little empathy for the creature. If her mother and father came back into view, would Addison run away to them again? Would he be left behind so easily?
Instead, just as the questioning began to overwhelm his thoughts, her smile and eyes peered up at him. Dad. The scarred male stared down at her in shock and surprise, almost afraid of such words being uttered his way. Addison knew that Jefferson wasn't her true father; could he really so easily replace the man that really shared her blood? Did she really consider the two some sort of family? He and Addison, a family? Slowly but surely, the male's smile began to return, his anxiety soothed, and he nodded his head confidently at his... "daughter". "...Sure, Addison," he said slowly, wrapping his careful hand around her and gently placing her at his shoulder as he rose to his feet. "Let's head home."