Of course, it wasn’t her body any more, it was his. She had given her body to her Daddy. If felt so good to have a Daddy who loved her!Daisy thought...about the Catholic school girl uniform she had worn and how shocked the nuns who taught her would be if they learned what she had just done. She giggled to herself. Tyrone asked her what was so funny.‘“Oh Daddy. Just a few months ago I was still in a Catholic school and the nuns there taught us to be good little girls and always keep our legs. I firmly believed that drinking the water from the pond in that special cave was what gave me the ability to wish for things to happen. I also believed that it healed my foot from the gangrene that had developed because of frostbite and the hole in the back of my leg that was completely infected and oozing pus.It had been pointed out to me by my father that I had not seen the magic pond yet when a lightning flash lit up the cave so I could find it and get out of the wild. Who's to say it wasn't. On the hillside, there was a bright green canopy, with a few mourners sitting on folding chairs. That’s when I realized that I was not dressed properly. It had been my intention to change into my suit before entering the service, but circumstances being what they were, I was still wearing the short pants, a short-sleeved shirt with the tail hanging outside of my pants, and sneakers. Anxious to join the mourners, I got out of my truck, and sauntered up the hill. As I climbed the hill, I noticed. But tell me Sammy, why didn't you make that boy pay for running at you in the third quarter?"I had to think for a minute. "You were there? You came to the game?" I asked excitedly."My neighbor and I attended the first high school football game that we've been to in years," he said.I had to explain the play he was asking about. "I thought he might veer off to the left. I had to wait for him to come to me. It may have looked like I was closer but there was plenty of space for him to go either.