That sort of thing was exactly why he sometimes couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by his strong-minded daughter - she spoke her mind, and he respected that, but sometimes it was a challenge to deal with. Frowning a little, he shifted to perch on the edge of one of the low bookshelves beneath the window that looked out over the club. "No." His wife had been right that the girl could ask some hard-hitting questions - the interrogation had just begun and already she had asked the one question that he had been refusing to ask himself. It made all of their issues seem so much more real - if no one talked about it and he thought that no one noticed, then maybe it wasn't actually happening. Even though he knew that was all just a load of crap. -- Realistic Dreams: The Present : The Night Club

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Date Posted: 08:00:22 08/31/06 Thu
Author: Lucas
Subject: That sort of thing was exactly why he sometimes couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by his strong-minded daughter - she spoke her mind, and he respected that, but sometimes it was a challenge to deal with. Frowning a little, he shifted to perch on the edge of one of the low bookshelves beneath the window that looked out over the club. "No." His wife had been right that the girl could ask some hard-hitting questions - the interrogation had just begun and already she had asked the one question that he had been refusing to ask himself. It made all of their issues seem so much more real - if no one talked about it and he thought that no one noticed, then maybe it wasn't actually happening. Even though he knew that was all just a load of crap.
In reply to: Eliza 's message, " So walk a little straighter, Daddy
You're leading me " on 07:18:57 08/31/06 Thu

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"Thats what mom said but she sounded just as unsure as you do. I'm twenty two years old Dad, you can be honest about it." She stated, leaning back in the chair as she let out a soft breath, folding her hands over her stomach as she eyed her father. "Neither of you are happy and I am not sure why...Austin thinks that his being sick put a strain on your marriage and that it's kinda his fault but I told him it wasn't." She sighed softly, her brow furrowed a little. "We just want you two to be happy, Dad, and whatever decision you made...we wouldn't be angry with either one of you." She wasn't encouraging them to get a divorce or anything like that but it was obvious they were both miserable. (NT) -- Eliza, 08:20:23 08/31/06 Thu