Pieces & Promises

Chapter 1

Chap. 1

"Tell me the story again!" Ellie said with a bright young smile,
"Which one?" I replied. I have told her so many stories over the years. After all she was 13 now. "You're a little old for me to be telling you stories, aren't you?"  I said with a small smirk on my face.
"Dad I'm never too old to hear your stories!" I couldn't help, but think about how beautiful my daughter is. She was wearing a blue flannel shirt, and ripped jeans. Her hair was as red as a sunset; freckles dotted her face. She has the prettiest eyes I have ever seen. A magnificent green-blue. Her mother's eyes...
"Tell me the one about you and Mom in high school!" 
"Alright, give me a second to think. It happened so long ago."
"Jesus dad, you say that like your eighty years old!" Ellie's smile started to fade.
"Alright here we go," I started to tell the story of when me and her mother rebelled against our parents and went off on a trip to Wyoming. It was the summer between our last year of high school and college. It took me about an hour to recall the memories. "Alright time for bed! You have school tomorrow and you need your sleep," I said getting up from my leather recliner by the fireplace.
"Okay Dad, goodnight! Love you!" Ellie started up the stairs and disappeared down the hallway.
"Love you too," I yelled after her. I can't even begin to imagine what it's going to be like when she is gone off to college...I mean, she is just sixteen. I'm just so attached to her. I'm afraid something will happen to her while she's gone. Not to mention she has this boyfriend... I mean she hangs out with guys all the time, when I think about it.  She's captain of the football team, she goes to the gym a lot, not to mention the few girl friends she has say that she hangs out with their boyfriends. Not like you would think though, they are her childhood friends. She just got along with guys in school better than girls. This... boyfriend. His name is Jacob. Ellie adores him, and he returns her love. I don't know, I guess I should just go to bed. I'm letting my thoughts get the best of me.