Part Time Dad の小説・ストーリー

And some things leave no apologies when they go. Take Dad for example. He’s now a full-time home stayer. That’s not even a real term in the dictionary, but it fits him perfectly. He barely goes out anymore. He walks around the house like a retired ghost. He doesn’t shave most days. He talks to the television like it was his last friend. He used to be this unstoppable force—proud, always tapping his pen against the table while making plans. Now, he just stares. At nothing in particular but the TV.

I smiled slightly “What about your dad? Is he a guard?” “No he's a tutor, he helps to teach young warriors how to control their abilities. But he was a guard when he was younger, so he knows how it goes, he expected for me to have to cut ties so I don't really think it bothers him as much as it does my Mum.”

“I take care of him, mostly. If I don’t remember, who will?” “So… wait. You take care of Noah? All by yourself?” “I have some help on Tuesdays and Thursdays, but the rest of the time, yeah. It’s mostly me.” “Your Mom? Dad?” “Mom works in a diner, and has lots of early and late shifts. And my Dad left a while ago. He… he had a hard time with Noah.” “I’m sorry, baby,” Jax said softly. “That’s a lot for you to handle on your own.”

"Yeah... of course." "But there are guests at the house today," he added quickly. "My friend just became a dad. He didn't have a venue for the baby's one-month celebration, so they're using our place." He looked at me carefully. "You don't mind, do you?" I used to think he was something otherworldly. Whenever I was bullied, he always appeared like a hero in a storybook. Whenever I was sick, he stayed calm, steady. One winter, the two of us had gone out to buy fireworks. We passed by a couple arguing. The girl was in tears—turned out the guy had lied to her and snuck off to meet another woman.

After some easy laughter and conversation, he ended the call wearing a pleased smile. “He’s fine with it. And here’s the bonus—Brad’s staying there too.” My stomach did a wild flip. Brad. “Oh, that’s even better,” Mom said brightly. “See? You won’t be lonely at all. The house will feel full.” Brad had partnered with Dad in business since I was fifteen. A little older, around fifty, but he carried it well—fit frame, silver threading through his dark hair, powerful arms, and that low, authoritative voice that always left me weak-kneed.

After a few minutes of laughing and chatting, Dad hung up with a satisfied grin. “So he’s okay with that. And another thing — he’s with Brad as well.” My stomach flipped. Brad. “Oh my God, Brad is there too,” Mom chimed in happily. “You see, baby? You won’t feel alone there. It’s going to be a full house.” Brad had been Daddy’s business partner since I was fifteen. He was a bit older than Dad — around fifty — but he didn’t look it. He had a great body, silver streaks in his dark hair, strong arms, and a deep, commanding voice that always made me weak.

"What about the baby's dad?" I laughed and I'm not sure why. The man I thought I knew better than anyone in the world had ghosted me. I thought that he felt the same way, but he didn't. "No." "Like I've said I've been there. I have a four-year-old and I go to school part time and work full time. It's hard but it's doable. You can get financial assistance after the baby is born." "Thanks Lily." She stood and looked at me, "I promise it feels like the end of the world right now but it's not. It's the beginning of the rest of your life. That little one is going to change you in ways that you will never be able to understand."

I couldn't help but sigh at the sight of Dad's hair that had turned even whiter. Because of my illness, he worked at the factory during the day and drove for a rideshare service at night. On top of those jobs, he delivered food on weekends. He always said, "You are Daddy's precious little baby, Addie. I don't mind a little hardship." Dad, I'm sorry. I'm not your baby—I'm your burden. I reached out, wanting to smooth the deep frown between his brows. But my fingers passed right through him. Like an adult, I let out a long sigh and thought, "Forget it. Dad's already so tired. I shouldn't trouble him anymore."

I could hardly stay at home because of my parents monitoring my every move. Today is the last day of our tuition and here I am waiting for my dad who’d probably forgots to pick me up because he was busy persuading people to give him some more days to pay for their money. It's funny how life turns out to be, three years ago, dad started his own business and was

You never fell me and never once let me down continue to keep up the good work you might become partner. Thank you sir for the compliments it's just in my blood to do good work like my dad when he work here 20 years ago that's all plus I love the work I do as well. Patrick that's right you dad work here in the same position as you I almost forgot that well I know he would be proud of you if he was still here with us. Yeah I know I miss him everyday but I know he's watching over me. Patrick shook his head in agreement than turn to Mike you have your graphic and presentation done yet.