They have been best friends for a long time, longer than they care to count. They are confidantes to each other.

She is not in good terms with her father. Always having to follow her father’s rules, she dreads to get out of his way. But she couldn’t because it is a promise that she had made. She had promised to stay.

She always tells stories about she and her father. He would listen attentively. Sometimes, offering suggestion when she asks for it.

One day, it just dawned on her. Something peculiar yet never came to her mind before. So she asks, “Why do you never speak about yours?”

He smiles and says, “Oh… He’s fine. But he’s rarely around.”

She runs out of words to say.

He clears his throat and continues, “You know… At least yours are always around.”

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