My Daughter Went to the Father Daughter Dance Alone Until a Dozen Marines Walked In

she had decided was simply true.

I squeezed her hand. “Yes,” I said. “He will.”

We reached the car and I buckled her in and got in myself and sat for a moment before starting the engine. The school building behind us was still lit up, people filtering out, the faint sound of the last song audible through the gym walls. I looked at the stars through the continue reading …