It was afternoon and I have get a hang on skiing. Troy was a great teacher. We were at the resort's cafeteria having a snack. I was having hot chocolate and a bagel. I was sitting with my father and Shawn. Troy left a while ago because he had a call from work.
"How was your skiing lessons?" father asked.
"I'm doing good. Troy is a great teacher. I'm getting a hang of it." I said. I sip a little from my cup.
"You could have learned faster if I was the teacher." Shawn said.
"I'm sure you're good as well." I smile at him.
"Hmph. When I was your age I can ski at the highest level." father said bragging.
"I'm sure you are the best daddy." I praised him. I giggled. It's cute to see my father trying to compete with these two beautiful men. For me he will always be the number one man in my life. I am so happy now that he was giving me the fatherly affection I've yearned for. I won't wish for anything else.
