I watched my Dad gently walk into my room, my journals in hand, Fiona...,he called quietly, Dad.... "Come here", he tapped the bed gently,

My dad had a really calm personality and I barely knew anything about him, I walked slowly towards his side and sat down.., he sighed, probably trying to compose how he was going to break the news....

I..... I just got a new job as a social worker in the Netherlands...

Ohh, I gasped softly,

One thing my father and I had in common was, we both hated change, this was probably because of my mum's death.....

"I've gotten us our tickets and we'll be moving in the next three days....,

I.....know, how you feel about it, but..., this could be a big opportunity for you to get a change of environment, get out of your fantasies and get into the real world"...

That is exactly why I chose to fantasize, He mustn't know that though,....Hhh...I sighed

There was silence after my Dad's 'breaking' news, not the usual comfortable silence, I wrapped my arms around my Dad

Congratulations Dad, this is what he's always wanted, a good job, but, not far from home...he hugged me back "thank you", patted my back and left....

Later in the day, I was rummaging through my stuff when a knock came in, I checked and it was Angelo my nextdoor neighbor, Heyyy Angelo, I used to have a huge crush on Angelo, but I knew, deep down that I was not his kind of girl....

He was my only friend, "my little princess" he pulled me in for a hug and pecked my cheeks, I giggled softly, it's always been like that since we were kids....

He laughed, "where's dad?

Speak of the devil"... Angelo laughed again as my dad strolled in, "I'll see you later pookie", he winked at me and went off with my dad...

I glanced through some of my mum's pictures, I had just taken out from my bag and whipped the tear that threatened to fall off my cheeks, I picked up my headphones and connected it to my little phone... Quietly listening to a song on my Spotify's playlist and slowly drifted off to sleep.....