Phoenix ch 06
“Daddy! Daddy!” Alicia cried out joyfully, then squealed as she was swept up into the air, swung around and gently deposited back to earth. Tanya called out from the kitchen, “Supper’s almost ready, wash up, both of you!” Frank hugged his two-year-old daughter tightly, then looked at her tiny, delicate, but very dirty little hands. “What have you been doing?” he asked, grinning at Alicia and showing her how dirty her hands were. “I was hunting!” Alicia exclaimed proudly. “Mole Rats!” “Well, now you’re going to be washing!” Frank laughed, then picked her up and carried her to the bathroom. It was after dinner and Alicia was finally in bed. The ten o’clock news was on, but they weren’t watching it – they were just sitting there, together, not doing anything – maybe remembering, but …