My Girlfriend's Dad Lives in Fairyland
"Next time you come over to our house, I-I'll try to bake cookies that aren't burnt."
"Okay," I replied.
He stood there for a moment, looking as if he still had more to say.
Hannah walked over, put an arm around his shoulders, and whispered something in his ear.
Mike's eyes welled up with tears. He turned his face away as Hannah guided him toward the security gates.
The gray figure finally vanished into the crowd at the end of the boarding terminal.
Alicia pulled her gaze back and turned to face me. "Dante."
She stood before me.