Page 68 of Make Me Whole
A sound of understanding blew over his lips. "Such a heavy burden to carry on your shoulders, son. Do you honestly believe we would think that?" He focussed on a spot on the wall. "The only thing I ever wanted for you and your sister was for you to live the lives you wanted. Heaven knows I haven't done the best job at conveying that."
With his brows drawn together, his eyes locked onto mine again. "I know our relationship hasn't been emotionally strong and I'm sorry for that. But if it's not too late, I'd like to rectify it, son."
The big lump in my throat pushed up and stung the back of my eyes. Digging my heels in, I straightened to my full height and immediately pulled my father in for a hug. "It's never too late, Dad." I didn't even care that my voice had a raspy edge to it.
When we broke apart, it was like a switch had been flipped. After feeling empty for so long, I finally felt alive. Even more than that, I was excited for what the future might hold.
My heart made a funny little dip right then; an image of Hailey smiling that beautiful smile of hers popping into my head. She'd barrelled into my life so unexpectedly, giving what I never knew I needed.
Clarity seeped in and I knew exactly what I wanted and what I needed to do to make it happen. "Would you mind if I took the day? I'd like to go into town and arrange a few things."
My dad grinned and smacked his palm against my chest. "Go get your girl, son."
