Daddy’s Little Girl (Chapter 2)

The following morning, Melinda saw her father sitting in the kitchen, reading the newspaper and drinking a cup of coffee. There was a very uncomfortable silence as she got herself a cup of coffee and sat down. The light of a new day made everything seem different. They each blamed themselves for what had happened.

“Dad….”

“Melinda….” they both spoke at the same time, then laughed nervously.

“Sorry,” Melinda said.

“Linda, uh…we uh…what..happened last night was…” Eric said, struggling with his words.

“I…I…know dad,” Melinda interrupted. “I’m sorry, I spoiled everything,” she said, almost in tears, waiting for his anger.

Eric looked at her in surprise. “It wasn’t your fault sweet pea. It was mine. Let’s just forget it. It was probably just the wine,” Eric lied. “I shouldn’t have drunk so much.”

“Can…can we uh…go out again?” Melinda asked hopefully.

“I don’t think that would be a good idea.”

“I knew it,” Melinda said in an angry tone. However, she was angry with herself. She arose from the table with tears in her eyes and rushed out of the room.