"George?" He heard someone ask. He looked up at who said his name, face turning white when he saw who it was. Rachel turned her head around to see who was as well.
"Daddy, who's that?" She asked him.
"Daddy?" Richard asked. George looked between the two of them before answering.
"This is Richard, Richard... this is Rachel... my daughter." He clarified.
"How old is she?" Richard looked at him, pain in his eyes. He probably thought that their daughter was someone else's.
"I'm five years old. I'm starting kindergarten this year." She answered Richard for him. He looked at George in disbelief.
"Is she um.." he began to ask.
"Look at her eyes Ritchie. They're just like yours." George told him. Richard inspected her eyes, like he didn't believe him. And sure enough, her eyes were just like his. They both looked at their phones and saw the time, then rushed into the building, for they were now late. They both ignored the stares that they got from people, especially from John and Paul.
"Daddy, what where you talking about with Richard?" She asked. Well the truth about her other father had to come out sooner or later. If he was going honest with himself, he would much prefer to tell her about him later. Well here it goes.
"Richard, Rachel, is your other dad." George whispered into her ear. She smiled at the thought of having two dad's now.
