She turned and saw her father standing there. He had a little bit of blood on his left shoulder. Apparently, Gallagher had only winged him.
I set her down on the ground and she walked slowly over to him. He knelt down in front of her.
"My goodness, you've gotten so big," he said with tears in his eyes.
She didn't say anything, just put her arms around his neck and her head on the shoulder that wasn't bleeding. He picked her up.
Aristotle walked up and said, "Where the hell is Gallagher?"
"Somewhere in the Pacific Ocean," I said...
Neville Hunt about 3 years ago
Hop he’s not a good swimmer! 🥴
Neville Hunt about 3 years ago
Hope that is, not hop!
Christopher about 3 years ago
No, I think I said it was like a two-thousand foot drop to the rocks below. If he survived that he deserves to live!