A week ago, during the conference inauguration.
"D…dad."
Staring at the familiar figure standing before her, Emma had many words that she wanted to say.
'Where have you been? How are you doing? Where were you? Why did you leave without telling me?'
For each and every question she had in mind, she was dying to know the answer.
In fact, she felt a little bit of resentment as she thought about all the time that she had spent by herself, without him.
But the moment she gazed into her father's eyes, all the resentment disappeared in a flash.
"Dad!"
Before she knew it, her legs moved on her own and she ran up to her dad. Extending her hands, she hugged him tightly.
Tears streamed down the side of her face as she felt the familiar warmth that she had not felt for a very long time.
She really missed it.
"Emma."
The hug did not last for long however as she was pushed away by her father.
