Little Inflection

I forgot to mention one thing about being gone on my two trips.

Apparently, it was soooo traumatic on you, T, that what I was gone…

You said your first sentence!

Mom said you were asking about me.

Apparently, you were wondering around the house with a little inflection in your voice saying:

My dada? My dada?

I’m so sorry I left you!

You sure smiled big when I called you on the phone.

I love you forever.

I love you.

-Dad