Snippet #2439286

Leah ran inside and jumped up and down. "Daddy! Daddy!" She hollers loudly with excitement. Her dad looked up to the screen door that just slammed closed with his daughter in front of it. He chuckled lightly and swallowed the hot coffee that had almost left his mouth a few seconds ago.

"Yes dear?" he asked her with a bit of a weird voice from the coffee burning his tongue. He lifted his old fashioned cowboy hat, that belonged to his dad, off his head and ran his hand through his very gray hair, from taking care of his lively daughter by himself for years.

"Daddy, Alicia's birthday is today and I was wondering if I could throw a birthday party for her?" She sat down in the chair next to her dads at the small table. She put her hand on his arm and looked up at him from under her lashes. Her long blonde hair framed her face perfectly. Her lower lip jutted out just enough that you didn't take much notice of it but it made her puppy dog face work perfectly.

Her dad looked away, then back at her, then away again before finally settling his eyes on her. His face was stern, hard, and almost leather looking from being in the sun so much. Looking at his daughter his face visually softened. THis only happened with his daughter, now. He almost looked like his youthful self again. "Just be safe, OK?" He told her with tons of concern in his face and voice.

Jumping out of her chair she kissed her father on the head, thanked him, and ran outside. She planned on having the party at eight so she had roughly for hours to get it set up and spread the word. So she started by texting everybody in her contacts. All she said was "8" They would know what she meant. She also had a couple of contacts that would put up flyers and mark the usual graffiti spot. Soon the whole town, and surrounding towns, would know about her party. She still couldn't believe her father would let her get away with lying to him. It seemed like every other week it was "Alicia's" birthday.