The waitress asked if she had a good grandpa, and Daisy replied that I was okay while looking at me with a smirk.
“I heard your teacher emailed me about the school play where you were the narrator,” I said during lunch.
Her face changed and she told me that she had eight lines if you counted the welcome.
“Did your father come to see the play?” I asked while I ate my meatloaf.
She said he left after her second line because Toby had hockey practice and Amber stayed with Toby.
Mrs. Gable had been the one to take her home and buy her ice cream after the play was over.
“What about your birthday back in March?” I asked to see how that had been handled.
Daisy sighed and said they had a grocery store cake at home but no friends were invited.
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