"John, we are so glad that you are here. We were talking about you just now." A group of his comrades stopped him on his tracks and greeted him.
"Dad, would you mind if I look for my friends?" Tyra asked, needing to get away from her father's company.
They had been here for an hour, and it felt like he was trying hard to find her a date. It was a bit humiliating, and she did not need it. She was more than capable of finding herself the man for her.
She was in no hurry. She wanted to heal her heart first, and once she was whole again, she knew that love would find a way. It would come unexpectedly, and happiness would follow.
"Go ahead. Have fun." John said to his daughter, letting go of her arm. "Find me when you want to go home." He added, but they both knew that they would only leave when he said so.
