Now it was Christmas break and I had gotten a letter to come home. But it wasn’t to the home that I was raised in. After my mother passed away when ... was ten years old, my father became my sole guardian. He only wanted what was best for me.After watching me grow into a teenager, my father had been having mixed feelings for me. He saw how much I was looking more and more like my mother but he kept these emotions to himself. Seeing how the boys in my school were looking at me, he knew then and. My footwear were already showing excess wear.I had discovered a beaver dam and set up a blind and watched. Beaver skin were a lot tougher than the rabbit I was wearing now.I watched the pond formed by the beaver's dam. After about an hour I noticed a small wake coming toward me. I drew my Bow and tracked the beaver. I was waiting til it altered its path. Less than twenty feet from me the beaver seemed to get excited. Before it could dive I stood and loosed the arrow which hit the beaver in the. She wondered how long it would be before he became a regular customer, and would he recognize her right away? What would she say? She continued to stare out the window and rolled out her sugar cookie dough. It was one of the best cookies she made, except for the Snickerdoodles. Those were her best sellers. She took pride in her work and loved the delicious comments she got from the locals about each baked good or dish. To her this was a new start as well. Her thoughts were interrupted when the. That meant that he slept alone for the first time in perhaps weeks. I knew well enough that he wouldn't be happy with that arrangement, so after my shower and Mom left to do errands, I went immediately to his room to find him busily working on his computer.He looked surprised to see me, but then smiled and said, "Good morning."I sat immediately on his lap, wearing nothing but a flimsy robe. I said teasingly, "I miss my daddy. He doesn't love me anymore."He kissed me instantly and said, "Don't.