It is routine and Daddy kisses me once he enters the house and this evening, as he bent over to kiss me, I knew from the watery eyes and the redness on his face that he's probably been sneezing forever.
True enough, after Daddy came out of the showers, he confirmed that he had been as he was packing up and preparing for the move to the new office premises.
Poor Daddy, he couldn't even finish his dinner peacefully. I had to give him some really strong medicine so that he could sleep his dust-induced flu off! I asked Daddy if I should get him this:
But he said he would be too embarrassed to wear it and yes I understood what he was trying to say but I thought this would be his best bet against the dust mites because he's got an ultra-sensitive nose and if he doesn't want another precious evening to go to waste.
So the long-awaited Friday evening came and went by just like that. Daddy was in bed by 8.30pm and Cheryl didn't get her nightly dose of Daddy time.
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