The One With Phoebe's Dad Novels & Stories

"Aren't you Phoebe Jones, the dancer? My sister loves you. She watches you on TV all the time!" Phoebe smiled sweetly, showing her dimples. "Yes, that's me. Leon and I were classmates in high school." "Wow! I thought Mr. Burton was impressive, but I didn't expect his high school classmate to be just as amazing!" the guy said excitedly. "By the way," he added curiously, "I heard that you recently got divorced. My sister was so upset. Is it true?" The question was blunt, but Phoebe wasn't offended. Instead, she admitted it and said, "Yes, I got divorced."

Instead, he watched a video that had just been sent to his phone. He turned up the volume so everyone in the room could hear it clearly. "Tie her up!" My father's voice rang out from the recording. "Let her stay here and think about what she's done!" My father lurched to his feet, eyes wide with shock and dawning horror. "That's your voice, isn't it, Mr. Morgan?" the chief asked quietly. My father's mind seemed to go blank. After several seconds, he staggered toward the door, heading for the fire house.

Blue pulled back, her eyes scanning my face, my messy hair, and the way I was practically glowing despite the chaos. Then she looked past me at Adrian, who was standing in the doorway, watching us with a detached, calm expression. "Your daddy charming is here" Blue whispered. I turned to look at Adrian, nodded, wiped my eyes, then giggled. "My daddy charming right?." Blue’s face went from concern to a big smile in three seconds before she looked Adrian again from up to down, then turned back to me. "Lana, we need to talk. In private." I looked at Adrian.

If you lose sight of your initial objectives, then I will withdraw the sponsorship at any time. Daryl nodded in understanding. However, I could catch a flash of disappointment in his eyes. I went silent for a bit. Then, I added, "However, you can still call me your dad in public if you need to." His eyes lit up with a bright smile at once. His smile stunned me. I found it so ironic that Tammy, my own daughter, didn't care about me as her dad, and yet, a stranger's kid was simply ecstatic to be allowed to call me his dad.

Eli nodded, kissed her, drove off like a man who knew the next few hours could decide everything. Damian’s house was quiet when she arrived. The porch light buzzed faintly, a mosquito circling it like it didn’t know any better. She knocked once, then used her key — muscle memory from years of visits. “Dad?” she called, stepping into the hall. “In here,” came his voice, calm, even. He was in the kitchen, sleeves rolled, drying a glass he didn’t need to dry. He smiled when he saw her — the kind of fatherly smile that had smoothed over countless childhood scrapes. Tonight it looked like a mask.

Liam croaks, a bitter smile on his lips as his hold on his father slacks. His eye slams closed. The last pulse in his body halts. And I know, this is it. Liam's gone. For good. Michael releases a pent-up wail that sends tremors through me. The pain of a father losing his son will be hard to recover from. I hold my husband tight and hard even as a frenzy of tears cascades down my cheeks. Tbc.

I nearly bump shoulders with him as I pass by. I inhale deeply before answering the call. “Hello?” “Phoebe, where are you?” “In Singapore.” “What? That’s bad.” “What’s bad?” “Your father has decided to confess in public in two days.” “Huh!” *****

Phoebe cried. Ria exchanged glances with ma’am Elise. “Then Phoebe, tell me what is wrong?" "Dad found out Phoenix was ill but he left us.” Phoebe sniffed. "What illness?" Ria asked. "Phoenix was diagnosed of Appendix and dad doesn't have the money to get his surgery done.” Phoebe explained. Ria’s jaw dropped immediately. “Do you know where your dad might be?" Ma’am Elise asked. "He is gone..he is not coming back again.” Phoebe mumbled.

Conrad dragged me back to my seat before I could even say anything. "Sit the fuck down before you let your emotions get the best of you," Conrad tried his best not to yell, he took in a deep breath, "we will get her back, right now, we have to find a way to infiltrate their boarders meaning you have to call... dad." My breath seized for a second, calling my father would admit my defeat to that monster but it was either that or losing Addison forever, I took in a deep breath, then took the phone off his hands.

Inilipat ni Elllie ang kanyang timbang sa kaliwa ng bench. Isang pulgada na lang. Oo, ngayon ay mahuhuli na niya ang lahat ng mga salita na sinasabi ng dalawang ina. “I swear to you, Susan, kung kaya ko, ako na mismo ang kukuha ng trabaho bilang yaya na iyon. Si Tyler Hernandez ang pinakaHOT na single dad sa buong paaralan. At saka, mayaman siya." Ang babaeng may pixie-cut at dreamy na mga mata ay parang hihimatayin pa ata.