Daughters P.O.V
There I sat in the airport, waiting for my dad to come get me. I'm only ten and I have ginger, wavy hair that I got from my father and as well as his emerald green eyes. I waited for an hour and was soon picked up by our family limousine. Charles was my butler my father hired when I was only a month old to watch over me when I got older. I hopped in the car and we drove off to home.
My father was in his study as busy as always. He rarely had time to play or have fun. My mother died giving birth to me so I never really met her. But it doesn't really matter now. When I got home I went to my room to read or play with my toys, which consisted of a light brown teddy and blue giraffe.
Fathers P.O.V
I always wished Shelly was here and maybe things could of been different. I promised Mary that we would go get ice cream. Maybe burn some memories like my wife always said. I soon got a call from a client and was asked for a shipment of 3,000 of our Valentine Teddy Bears by this Wednesday. By it would mean I would have to stay awake and push back ice cream like I did with everything but today I wouldn't want that to happen or continue so I had Mary get into the car.
We drove to the park and walked around. We found a stand and bought our favorite type which was vanilla and strawberry. We walked for about an hour or so and then got back in the car. When we got home I sent Mary off to bed. Charles came in to my study and said, "I see you were Burning Memories." And so we were.
The End
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