Chapter 11

Valerie

There were times when I was stubborn and my father would always tell me this letting me know that there was nothing more left to discuss.

Same again this was the thing. I was told to go into my room and rest. I tried to bargain my way around it and in the end I just nodded my head in affirmation making my way to the room. I could see him happy and see that was the happiest thing for me.

I was just in time to help set up the table after my relaxing shower.

Dad made a very good dinner for sure with salad, a chicken dish, as I preferred, served with well-cooked vegetables. It was a shock for me to see that he still remembered things about how I liked my food.

We had our dinner with talks about my present life like what I do, which college I went too and other things. We remembered the happy moments of my childhood and I was great about that. Dad apologized once again for missing out very important days in my life but I told him there was nothing to be sorry about. I was glad