Six

CHAPTER SIX

David

"Uncle Davey, pass it." Cathie says, bouncing on her little feet.

I roll the ball to her, she grabs it and runs to her other toys scattered on the lawn. I was not much of a play partner, so she could be tired of me. She runs back to me with the ball and when she's so close, she throws it at me where I'm seated on the lawn. Then she runs off.

"What do you want to be, Cathie?" I yell after. She stops at the sound of her name.

"Do you want to be a fighter, a runner, a stripper…" I quickly hold my head as something lands on it. Julie just threw a toy at me from the porch. "Don't spoil my daughter."

Cathie follows her mother's steps and starts pursuing me with something to throw at me and that has us running around the place in circles until I turn around and she clashes into my hands. She's giggling uncontrollably when I throw her onto my shoulder and carry her to sit where her mum is on the porch.

A smack lands at my back before I completely lower myself to the stairs.