My first memories were of happiness. They date back to when I was about three, and they always included my dad.
There was a lot of laughter. He'd be spinning me around and laughing or we'd be dancing in the kitchen and laughing.
My mom had been a shadow in the background, watching with half a smile on her face. I could never tell if she was happy or not, I can't say I was bothered to find out.
It had just been dad and I. He'd help when I was hurt, he'd encourage my dreams and he would never judge.
He was all a girl needed. A real life Superman.
A Superman that disappeared when I turned sixteen.
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Inside a Tear
RomanceIt's always meant to be Prince Charming that saves the girl and whisks her off to some bliss filled life. Julia had found her Prince Charming in the form of Charles. Handsome, rich and of course, charming. But it's all short-lived. So what happens...
