-4 more days til his death-
As we were sitting in the hospital, a tall blond haired man entered the room. His hair was clearly died and he had bright sparkly brown eyes. "I need to see Miley Addison please." He said. He had a low voice and he looked nervous. I stepped with him out into the hall. I leaned on the wall and he stood next to me. "Is this about Hadley? Does he now only have like 2 more days to live because I can't take this anymore." I said turning to face him. His eyes were bolder up close. "No not at all. It's about you and you becoming a Stewart." He said. Great, now he was concerned about what happened and why I'm living with Hadley. I didn't even know who this man was. "The Addison family is where you belong. With or without your mother and father. Please don't be called Miley Stewart anymore. You are not an orphan." He reported. My dad was still alive. This was a miracle. "Where is he? Is he okay?" I asked the man. The man nodded. He looked professional. Probably like my dad's boss or something. "Yeah....he's fine. Actually...do you want me to tell you where he is?" He said. I nodded quickly. Maybe through this time, I would meet my dad and maybe my world be just a little bit brighter. "He's actually really close. " he said. He didn't move. What was going on?
After the man talked to me for a while I couldn't help but to cry. "So, you went to the army to help pay our bills? Your my dad?" I said while wiping my face.
"Yes ma'am. I'm living in the Stewart house though because ours is sold." He said lifting me up into the air. By now he had met everyone. He was exactly how i pictured. "In one condition, you need to get that ugly dye out of your hair." I said holding up one finger. He laughed and I smiled back. Hadley was laughing too. I looked at him for his opinion and he nodded and smiled.
