"Chris” (5 years later…………)
“F**k, I forgot my briefcase.” I cursed just as my dad and I arrived in the city.
“Language, my dear.” He berates me, while laughing. I have always loved visiting London even though everyone complains about the weather but I actually loved it. We rarely come into the city because Silvermount is basically a country of it's own. With malls, movie theaters and amusement parks there was no reason to leave.
“Not funny, dad. How are we going to handle this meeting? All my files are in my briefcase.”
“Okay, dear. No need to panic” he replied, his eyebrow squinting as he thought of something.
“Why don't you and James go for the files and I'll stall till you get back?”
“Dad, you're the best.” I say, pulling him into a hug.
“I know,” he says, patting my back. “Just
