RUBBY

Daddy, how are you doing?" My heart felt as though it was floating and sinking inside water at the same time, I just didn't know how to feel.

"Sweetheart," his voice was weak, though steady.

"I just wanted to be sure you are okay, it's past your visiting time."

Tears burned my eyes. "I'm fine dad, it's just a hangover. How are you feeling?"

"I'm strong darling," he said with a chuckle. "Really strong."

"Thank goodness," A wave of relief washed over me, I had never been so ...