My Dad Arrived Late to the Dance—But What He Said Changed Everything
stood alone near the chairs at my school’s father-daughter dance, hoping my dad would walk through the door. Twenty minutes passed, and others had already begun dancing—even the janitor joined in with his niece. Just as I started to lose hope, the door opened. My dad stepped in wearing his usual vest and hat, holding…
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