Part Time Dad の小説・ストーリー

I said trying to dumb it down for him. Derek smiled, “my family business is actually banking and lending, but we have our hands in a lot of things. My dad’s side of the family is into other stuff I help with too, we get a lot of government contracts and kind of help keep things moving so it's not all just our own stuff.” I really didn’t have any idea what all his dad’s side of the family did, he hadn’t really talked much about it. “Well I’m hopeful Eve will figure out her plans here soon, I was shocked she didn’t take an internship this summer,” dad said.

"My dear daughter. I won't leave you so soon. I'm only sixty-five years old and still have a long life ahead of me. " "Dad, please. " "Pease Gapa. " Sander said, both clasped together in front of him. "Moma, cry. " Grandpa smiled and kissed his forehead. "Okay, who can say no to our adorable, handsome prince?" Dad pinched Sander's cheek, and he giggled. " I work from home but will go to the company three times a week." "Once, Dad. " "Two, and that's final. " Mom slumped her shoulder in defeat but nodded in agreement.

"Dad's good for him too. Damien didn't have anyone in his life who treated him like a person who needed to be taught things rather than managed." My mother nodded slowly. "That's what fathers are for." "He had Richard." "Richard doesn't sound like what fathers are for." "No. He's working on it." She looked at me. "The art. You helping him." "It's going well. Three pieces placed so far. He calls every few weeks." "He calls you." "Yes." She absorbed that. "You're rebuilding his whole family." "I'm not rebuilding anything. I'm just being decent to people who are trying to be decent back."

I guess he meant our small little family, which I did love, but I wished I had a bigger family. I was happy, though. I had everything thanks to my dad. He was like Superman—super strong and super fast. He is my everything. He helps me with my homework, plays with me, and even bakes with me. He is the best, and I know I can get through anything with him. The door opened, pulling me out of my thoughts. I pulled myself closer into the shadows, making sure I wouldn’t be seen. Wow, he is so tall and in uniform. It is quite obvious he is a policeman. Dad’s watches a lot of action films with cops dressed up just like the guy. I wonder why he is here?

Dad even increased the percentage of my shares in the company to give me some more powers. I got very busy. My big brother, Mike has his own business, so he couldn't give me much help, but he was there sometimes to assist me. As a single parent I had to take care of my daughter as well because she was too young and she needed my attention. I kept her by my side all the time. Mom helped me in raising her and taught me some lessons related to children. I wanted to go to Sanaya and bring her back, but I was not getting a proper chance for that. After a year Dad got much better. He began involving himself business affairs a little and even took updates from me regularly.

So, without hesitation, he said: "Brother, you need to be sure of one thing—if anything bad were to happen, I would never abandon your family. Your kids will be like my own, whether it’s Alden, Ethan, or your babies. I’ll love and take care of them as if they were mine. Though, I have to admit... I’m still new to this whole full-time dad thing. I’m not exactly an expert. But I’m sure I’ll figure it out. I mean... What could possibly go wrong?"

Both of them were beaming. It was a beautiful photograph—dignified and radiant. The two of them looked like a real father and son. Who would ever associate them with me? … After school, I went to my part-time job at the convenience store as usual. Once the evening rush died down, I stood behind the cash register, working straight through until 10:00 pm. The store manager poured me a cup of hot water and placed it beside me. "Is the school pressing you for tuition again?"

Don't get me wrong my dad feels the same about my accomplishments but it's not the same as when mom did it. My daily routine leaves very little time for friends, socializing, or fun. After school I always have tutoring not because I struggle in any topic but because dad says "you can never learn too much. There's always room to further your success." Monday and Wednesday it's math Tuesday and Friday science, technology and Wednesday is government, history, and world events. Tutoring starts at 3 and ends at 5. Then from 5 to 6 are my sports and training sessions. Monday and Tuesday volleyball, tennis Wednesday Archery, Thursday culinary arts well you get the point. Every day I get up at 4:30a

His parents are just there in pictorials but honestly, they’re just broken pieces of a house. “You’re lucky to have your daddy,” he commented. “No, I am blessed to have my daddy.” For the first time today, he genuinely smiled and pats the little girls head. What if he makes their life a little bit better? “Would you want your dad to be working in an office so he can put on a suit everyday and he won’t have to lie to you?” “Absolutely!” She exclaimed but then her glow faded. “But my daddy doesn’t know much work in the office. He can’t even help me with homework sometimes that’s why I go to my friend Kyle.”

“Yes baby, someday. Daddy will stay over, but not now, okay?” “Okay.” “Mama, since we are a family… let’s go out. Let’s go to a park and have fun. Zach and Mirabel go to the park with their families.” “Baby, yes we can do that. But maybe some other time, okay? Dada is a businessman and has to go to work.” “Hmm. Actually… not really. See, your dada is so rich and doesn’t have to go to work every time. So we can go out?”