A Break in the Routine

 

I upset my daughter.

 

She was found at school, crying in the bathroom.

I should be asleep, when she wakes up.

 

I wasn't.

I was at work on a late call.

 

When she left for school, I still wasn't home.

I didn't leave work until ten.

 

It was an eighteen hour day.

I was cooked at the end.

 

One of the clerical assistants convinced

a sergeant to drive me home.

 

He gave me F2, so I could sleep

before my next shift started.

 

I hugged my daughter

when she came home.

 

She forgave me,

this time.

 

 

Comments

[rebeccaj]

Awww, she loves her daddy:)

One thing I remember from childhood, though it's long since gone, is that my father was rarely ever gone at night. On the instances when he was gone, even when I was in high school, I couldn't sleep for worrying.

And he wasn't even a cop:).

[Lt]

Of all the things a girl could be upset with her father for, this is a great one. Sweet story.