I had bared my soul to Brenda. I had revealed something that I even tried to hide from myself.?Come here.? I rushed into her open arms. ?Daddy didn...��t stop loving you, Gabby. He simply stopped punishing you.?I couldn’t help but break into fully gut-wrenching sobs. I cried and cried, unable to regain control of myself and not really trying that hard to do so. Brenda simply held me tight, rubbing my back and occasionally kissing away the tears. So many things were explained in that little. He got on the intercom and Brandi answered, ‘Hey mom, why don’t you come down? I need to ask you a favor.’ Brandi replied, ‘I will be there in ten.’ By this time Brandi had started her third glass of wine. She had gotten comfortable and needed to put some clothes on. She jumped into her sweats and put a top on that cut her at her midriff. She had no bra on and her boobs were showing at the bottom of the top, when she leaned over. By the time Brandi got down to the game room, the boys were. I kissed her back passionately telling her it was Ok and that I missed them both in the same way. Sara looked at Keith as she said, ”I would kiss you too, but you still look like shit and you stink,” giving a little laugh as she walked away.Keith looked at me as he started to say something. I pressed my finger to his lips. I told him I needed no explanation. But Sara was right he did stink with that old sweat from work.I smiled at him as I asked, ”Care to take a shower together?”Keith kissed me. "You looked much more beautiful with your natural color my dear. This blonde makes you look like a carbon copy of all the other American teenagers I see on holiday, if a little more petite," he said in a low, conversational voice his eyes twinkling with amused mischief. He turned with me so he saw my dad frowning at him while trying to wait patiently for the ticket he was buying. "I came to give you something which you may or may not need in the future. Should you ever need to contact me, you.