There was a knock and a slight crash on my bedroom door – the sound it makes as someone outside tries to open it when it’s locked. As it is 1.30am, I knew only one person would be doing that, thus I jumped out of my chair and opened it. Daddy looked the way he looks past midnight, slightly dazed and grumpy (then again, he looks grumpy all the time!) and he muttered something about checking if I’m home.
So, as per usual, I go up to him for a hug. He smiles and returns my hug. Both of us move in unison and simultaneously give each other’s butt a couple of smacks. And together, laugh.
