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I'm not here to impress. I write to clear my mind and as such, my train of thoughts might be either brilliant or junk.

Dhirah, I'm sorry for not being around when he gives you hell. I'm sorry I wasn't able to hold your hand and tell you it's going to be okay. I'm sorry I've never taken you as seriously as needed. I'm sorry I've never hugged you tightly when you're sobbing your heart out. I'm sorry I was never around enough to speak up for you when he mocks you. I'm sorry I haven't been sticking around to tutor you. I'm so terribly and miserably sorry. I'll give him a kick in the balls the next time I see him kay? And you can punch him in the guts when he's grovelling on the ground in agony. Don't cry anymore. Who's afraid of the Big Bad Wolf eh?

You saying that being with us today made you forget what happened just means the world to me. I can't make a divorce happen but I hope you'll let me share your burden. Your being happy is the most important thing right now. Tomorrow, when you wake up, we'll go out and play and have fun. I love you and I want you to just be a care-free kid, just like how every kid should be. When I was your age, my world revolves around new best friends, boys and mean teachers. I feel sad that yours have to be burdened by a step father, step siblings, a half-brother and a father that's missing in action. It's hardly fair.

I'll shelter you as muh as I can cuzzie. I love you ;and
I'll be by your side when you wake up tomorrow.

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