“It’ll take time… I’m your father; all you need to do is call…” He said to me. He reached into his pocket again and pulled out sets of keys. I looked at him with a perplexed face. He held it in his hands in a fist and looked at it. Then he dangled it in front of my face.

“What’s that?” I asked him.

“A gift… everything you need… just ask Jenny; she knows…” He shrugged. “Is she taking good care of you?” He asked me and I nodded lightly. That’s all I could do around him; listen and nod and sometimes reply.

“Yeah; she is…” I must admit; I didn’t want my father to go. I didn’t know why… I didn’t really know why that I didn’t want him to go. We were never that close anyway but we love each other. We don’t have to say it; because we can tell from our looks to each other; the words that we choose to speak; the language of our bodies…. it’s all there. We know; I know and he knows and so it’s all good. We don’t have to say it; I guess you can say… we’re bad at those types of things; you know.

Less then a two hours visit and off he goes and I can do nothing about it.

“Promise me; you’ll go with Jenny….” He almost whispered. “I really do hope you’ll like it… and uhm; I think Carmen will enjoy it too… and of course that blonde hair lady…” He continued.

“Alice…” I helped him.

“Yes; her… Alice… she’ll probably like it too…” He said; now I really am curious. Set of keys… set of keys… kept playing in my head. “Do you know what line to call…?” He asked.