[18.] Three Fifty-Nine

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"IF WE'RE QUICK, we can go and get ice cream before Mum gets back," Dad says softly

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"IF WE'RE QUICK, we can go and get ice cream before Mum gets back," Dad says softly.

"It's our secret!" I say eagerly, holding out my little finger.

"You are one devious five year old," he says as he completes the pinky promise.

He picks me up and throws me over his shoulder tickling my sides. I laugh uncontrollably as I kick around. He laughs with me as he runs down the stairs. He gently puts me into the backseat of the car and jumps into the driver's seat.

When we arrive at the park, we run to the ice cream truck. I get three scoops, chocolate, cookie dough and chocolate, and ended up dropping some on my dress.

"I love you, Dad!" I say, taking a long lick of my ice cream.

"Is it because of the ice cream?" He asks with an amused smile.

"Yep!" He kisses my head and takes my hand in his.

"I THINK IT'S time to talk," My father says as he sits next to me on the couch

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"I THINK IT'S time to talk," My father says as he sits next to me on the couch.

"Now? We've kind of talked about this already," I say, starting to freeze up.

"You've been in Rome for three months and I really want to clear the air. I want this to be different. I want us to be completely honest with each other."

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