Frank walked in to his quarters and quickly kicked his shoes off into the corner. He was about to plop into his bed when he saw something sitting on his desk. As he walked toward it, he saw it was a picture frame on top of some cloth. He smiled as he saw a picture of him holding his daughter Lalita in side the frame. Frank lifted the cloth, realizing it was a t-shirt. "This is what the world's greatest daddy looks like." He wasn't fond of the style, but he appreciated the sentiment.
Amara was exhausted... worked a double shift then home to a baby who was cutting a tooth and not happy about it. She'd never seen so much drool or heard such crying in her life, but now that the kid had taken a nap she seemed to be cheering up munching away at a teething ring. She glanced at the time and figured Frank was home by now. It was Father's Day, he should get to spend some quality time with his daughter... and if she got the opportunity to nap she wouldn't complain... so she gave him a call.
"Hey... Lalita's up from her nap if you want to come over..."
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"Hey... Lalita's up from her nap if you want to come over..."