Richard had been a part of Robin’s life since the age of two. Shortly after she was born her biological father died of cancer. Once her mother met Richard, they quickly fell in love. Wedding bells followed.
Robin loved Richard and trusted him fully. He was the only father she had ever known. She admired him for taking on two children that didn’t even belong to him. She knew he had substantial character to do something like that.
He walked in with a smile, carrying a casserole dish. His white hair glistened and his rosy cheeks always made Robin smile.
With arms outstretched she took the casserole dish from Richard and put it on the counter. She turned back to him and embraced him. “Hey there daddy,” she said.
“Ladybug,” he said with a smile. “You look good; healthy and smiling. Just the way I like to see you.”
“Where’s mom?” she asked curiously.
“He’s outside with Corbin.”
“Oh Lord. You didn’t leave him out there with him, did you?” he joked.
Robin smiled and looped her arm through Richard’s as they walked onto the patio. Corbin and Matt’s laughter echoed as they stood by the grill.
“At least they’re bonding,” Robin murmured.
Richard turned to her and smiled.
“Sure seems like it.”