Stacey bounced into the living room; she was very happy. She was at her dad`s for the weekend. She always had a great time at her dad`s. She floated into the kitchen and took a deep breath. Her dad was standing at the counter, making peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.
"Hey, there," He greeted her with a large smile.
"Hi, Daddy." She replied. Her eyes were the brightest blue they had been in a long time. She stood at her fater`s side and gave him a hug. "I missed you."
James smiled. ((Not James like, James Potter, different family.)) He put down the butter-knife he held and hugged his daughter. "I missed you too."
You see, Stacey was a lot closer to her father than she was to her mother. Her mom was a Muggle and didn`t approve of magic. Her parents were still together, but they couldn`t stand each other for very long without getting in a fight, so her mom stayed at a summer house most of the time. this was one of those times, so Stacey could talk about maguc without getting in trouble.
Stacey smiled even biger and took one of the finished sandwiches. After taking a huge bite and chewing it, she spoke. "Hey, Daddy, you know about Aiden?"
James pursed his lips. "Is he the vampire?" He asked.
"No, that`s Nate." She corrected quietly.
James tousled Stacey`s hair. "You`re growing up to fast." He complained.
Stacey smiled. "I know, Daddy. But anyway, um, oh, nevermind." She said, stuffing her mouth with more sandwich.
James pondered on what she had almost said. His daughter`s mind wasn`t easy to read, she could block it well, now. He wondered what she was going to say. He took his own sandwich and sat in one of the kitchen chairs; Stacey sat across from him.
"You know, you really should water your flowers." Stacey scolded after she finished eating. She picked up a vase with flowers in it. The flowers were slightly wilted. Stacey filled the vase with cool water and placed back in the center of the table, rearranging the flowers so they looked a little better.
James shook his head. "You worry about the little things too much."
Stacey only smiled. "It`s the little things that make the big things."
"Well, I`m not sure how flowers on a kitchen table change much."
Stacey rolled her eyes at her father. "It makes the kitchen look better." She decided, looking around the airy room. The wall were a cheerfull yellow and the cabinats were made of a light wood, making the room look almost like a magazine scence.
James shook his head again. "Little one, you are growing up to fast."
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