Would you like some lunch?”“Please. Breakfast was a while ago and hospital food isn’t that good. You’re a great cook.” She smiled.“I’m g...ing to cheat. I have a store-bought, pre-mixed salad. It’s good and it’s easy.”She smiled. I pulled the salad out of the fridge and got a big bowl for mixing and a regular sized bowl for each of us. I mixed the salad and then served it into the bowls for us to eat. I bowed and prayed silently. I ate though was behind her. Once finished, I cleaned up. Alice. Brea picked it up and sounded so mature as she said hello."Hi honey, how's my girl?" Hi Daddy, I'm just fine. I got an 'A' in my history test today," she said all excited. History was one of my favorite subjects and she knew that would please me."Fantastic honey, I am so proud of you." We talked a little more about school then I broke the news. "I was wondering what you guys are doing over the week-end? If you're not doing anything important would you want to help me move?" Move? Daddy where. Open-minded now. Also, I owe you an apology ... for living a lie. I’m gay. I just needed to accept that fact. On the upside, if I hadn’t lived that lie ... we wouldn’t have these two pride and joys, would we? I don’t regret them at all, just how I handled it all,” Dad confessed at last, “Kieran Murphy, this is my ex-wife, Jessica Vandekamp, though she usually answers to Jess. Jess, this is Kieran Murphy, former seminary student turned pro tennis player.”“Um ... not anymore. That’s the past.. He was checking me out. I caught him and, to my surprise, yet he didn’t give up. I could feel his vision pierce through my robes and hit my skin – bad time to not wear a bra. I could see the amusement on his face. He could see the curves shaping up my tee-shirt. I felt embarrassed.I broke the awkwardness with a question, “What are you doing here?” He replied, “I knew your name and your city. It took some time, but I could find the only Saanvi in this city.” Arghh, I cursed myself, still in.