Why Am I Cold, Daddy ? Part 2

Found this piece of story that I have written halfway and left it dangling since last August.. Need to work more on my literary stuff.. So,  here’s the 2nd part.. If you haven’t, here’s Part 1

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Aidan was stricken to hear what his precocious little daughter has just voiced out despite notions that his daughter has a very thoughtful and developed mindset, just like her mother, his beautiful wife. Although he appeared calm to Maegan, Aidan is in fact frantically searching for a way to answer his favourite blue-eyed girl without lying to her. He would not give himself away that he is extremely worried and petrified. He has to stay strong, if only for the sake of his daughter. He cannot breakdown at this very moment.

He has taken to living in the countryside for the past 6 months for the sake of his bedridden wife who just adores nature as she herself came from a peaceful little village with a beautiful meadow for the farm animals and a lovely sight of the sunset. Thinking back, he realized that he has rarely bring his wife back to her family home where she has always danced in the fields and sing to the cows and horses her father reared. She seemed to laugh more gaily, eyes twinkling with laughter when she was in the countryside. But, he thought it was enough for her. She seemed contented and has never complained or voiced any objections to living in the city with him. Maybe she just loved him too much and wanted him to be happy. How can he be so selfish and blind to his wife’s needs ? Aidan cursed himself for his recklessness and a tear rolled down his tanned cheeks. Oh, how he wish he could.. “Daddy ! It’s ok if you don’t wanna answer my questions. Please don’t cry. I love you, Daddy,” cried little Maegan, hurling herself at Aidan’s legs and hugging him tightly. Aidan was snapped out of his trance at once by his daughter’s outburst of emotion and felt so touched that he crouched low and gather her up into his arms, burying himself into Maegan’s tresses so like her mother’s. “It’s ok, baby. Daddy was just thinking back to the happy days with you mother. And you knew better than to use the word wanna don’t you ? It’s want to,” corrected Aidan who wanted his daughter to perfect her English no matter written or spoken.

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