“Yes…” I said.

“Good… don’t hesitate… and don’t worry about this Peabody business… she’ll give up soon enough…” He comforted me and took a step closer.

“Okay… so; you’re going now huh?” I said like a kid.

“Yep; it’ll take another hour to get to the airport…. well…” He said and stopped. “This is gonna be an adventure for ya… a fun and dangerous one…” He said with a cunning smile. I smile with my head down; then I felt his arms around me… pulling me close to him. I felt the smooth and sleek texture of his suit. He got me in a bear hug; trapping my arms… I smelt in the manly cologne he had on and it reminded me of home.

He let go but still stood close to me; I couldn’t look up to him. This is all too serious and distressing; and if look up to his face; I think It’ll show him my weakness that he can read from my eyes. I felt the stare from him.

“Okay…” He said. He gave me a quick peck on top of my head; I can’t remember the last he did that. Then a hand from him on my head messing with my hair. What is it people and my goddamn hair? “Don’t you comb you hair anymore??” He asked me.

I laughed and look at him; I sensed that this is not easy for him too. He let out a big sigh and looked at his watch and back at me. “I love ya kid…” He said and hit my nose softly with a finger of his; something that he always does when I was a little girl.

I clenched my jaw when I heard his footsteps going away. Then the opened and then closed. I walked to the window and watched him got into the cars. My fathers guards following and surrounding him. Uncle Sam saw me standing at the window and winked at me; he went into the third car.

My dad and Uncle Sam never sit in the same car because if there is an attack or assassination plot. The first attack would alarm people in other cars and they would do whatever it takes to take whoever’s left to the safest place.