Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 29882 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 149(@200wpm)___ 120(@250wpm)___ 100(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29882 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 149(@200wpm)___ 120(@250wpm)___ 100(@300wpm)
“I saw her running off with her friend Hayden. I’m sure they’ll be back shortly.” Tyler flipped a few of the burgers. “She’s growing up, man.” He shook his head. “I can’t believe she’s already sixteen. Damn, in just two years she’ll be eighteen, off to college, and starting a life for herself.”
Damien wished he could know what it was like to have a child of his own, one that was of his blood, who looked up to him, and that he protected. But his life had gone in a different direction, and his duty had called.
Fighting hard for his country was what fate had planned for him, and a woman and children hadn’t been in his cards. He was older now, knew that he probably would never have the latter in his life, but he was content with how things had played out.
“Listen, I’ve got to take a piss, but maybe when I’m done I can finally meet this daughter of yours.” He had seen pictures of Danika as a little girl, maybe five at the most, but he had been overseas, fighting in the trenches, and mail had been scarce. But she
was the light of Tyler’s life, and because Damien thought of the other man like family and a brother, Danika was family, too.
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Danika followed Hayden through the side entrance of the house, into the kitchen, continued moving through the living room, and finally slipped into her bedroom.
She shut the door behind them, and although she wasn’t allowed to have boys in the house without adult supervision, let alone in her room, Hayden was the exception.
Maybe it because they had known each other for so long, or maybe it was the fact that Hayden lived next door and spent as much time at her house as he did his own? Either way, right now, this worked for them.
He sat on the edge of her bed, grabbed the lighter and joint he had put back in his front pocket, and grinned at her. But then he grabbed a toilet paper roll, minus the toilet paper, and she saw it was filled with lint from a dryer.
Although they certainly didn’t get high a lot, they hung out with friends that did, and smoking in their rooms required some kind of ventilation system other than a window. The toilet paper roll and lint would filter out the smoke and smell of the marijuana when they exhaled into the end.
It was crafty and makeshift, but got the job done.
After patting the spot next to him she moved away from the door and sat beside him. While he brought the joint to his lips and lit the end, Danika glanced at the window, could see the pool from her bedroom, and also her father and Damien.
He was slightly facing the house now, and although she could see his profile, could tell he was gorgeous and had the classic square jaw and masculine features, she was too far away to see specifics like eye color.
“Here,” Hayden handed her the joint, his voice strained as he held in the smoke.
Danika looked away from the window and grabbed the joint. She inhaled, watched the tip light up orange for a second, then handed it back to Hayden.
He shook his head and exhaled into the end of the toilet paper roll.
“Take another hit.” He handed her the roll, and she exhaled into it. After taking one more hit off the end of the joint she handed it to Hayden, already feeling the pot work through her body. After exhaling once more, she felt her eyes become “fuzzy”, felt her mouth dry, and glanced at the window again. She couldn’t see Damien, but she saw her dad by the grill again.
“I’m fucking thirsty, Danika,” Hayden said and lay back on the bed, this goofy smile on his face. He took another hit, handed her the joint again, and although she should have said no, she took it. “Thattagirl,” Hayden said and started chuckling. “It’s your birthday, after all.”
After she took another hit and handed it to Hayden, she said, “That’s it for me or my dad will for sure be able to tell I’m high.” And she was stoned, pretty damn stoned actually.
“I’m thirsty as fuck, Danika.”
“Yeah.” She needed to get some eye drops for her, too. She got off the bed, left her room and shut the door behind her, and felt her cell vibrate in her shorts pocket.
After grabbing it, trying to focus on the keys and chuckling at the fact she was really fucked up, she started to text her friend Madeline back. Madeline texted her saying she was sorry she couldn’t make it to the party, but that they’d get together next weekend.
Danika glanced up, saw the corner of the hallway where she would need to turn and go into the bathroom, and looked back at her phone to send the message. But just as she turned the corner she slammed into a very hard wall.