"Weeks hell! I am thinking months, years! And they would do it, just because they could!" I said harshly.What I feared came to pass. Two ports later, ...he TF tried and got an injunction against the Misty and myself from leaving port at Waldon until complaints by the TF went through the interstellar court.The LP moved to quash the injunction, but the TF had enough clout to keep it alive in the courts. While the LP afforded me head of state status, the TF did not recognize me as anything other. The three of us know that none of the arguments are serious, but they just like to act the part of the teenage feminist and the stubborn mother - I play the role of the beleagured father, torn into two as my wife and my daughter try to pull me into opposite sides.The current issue was Angie's desire to go to the beach. It was a Saturday, and as her boss, I gave her the day off - I never worked on Saturdays either. She wanted to spend it at the beach, but her mother 'wouldn't let her.' I sat in. Pam wanting a list was a first. Her bringing up my suggestion four days after the fact was definitely a first. Normally the subject wouldn’t come up again until my next attempt months down the road. Her suggesting a specific evening to have our fun was also a little strange. Of course I wasn’t about to look a gift horse in the mouth and went right to work on my list. I put absolutely everything I could think of on it, too. It was going to be like a grade schooler’s Christmas morning for me. I. I had a number of people congratulate me on the game that afternoon, the varsity team was still playing, they were due to finish in the next half hour, that might have been the reason the others were late, they could have gone to the game.It was only twenty minutes before the rest of the expected people started to arrive, I joined them as they grabbed a table to eat at. They ordered drinks and a pizza, I followed the waitress to the counter, giving her $100 bucks to cover the bill, she took it.