The Daughter Trainer

               Her father frowned at her, trying to convey his displeasure. But then the dam broke, and she started to cry hysterically. She tried to dry her eyes with her little fists, but they became too soaked with tears to be of much help. So she let her hands fall to her sides, bunching the material of her Disney Princess PJs in her hands. Soon, the woman started to fidget. She knew that she had caused this, and not wanting to do more damage then she had already done, she made her exit.

               As soon as the door clicked shut, Marin looked up at her father – the tears had vanished. She offered him a brilliant smile. “Is lady gone yet?”

               Charles didn’t know what to say to that. Marin may be adorable, but even he had his limits. Not having the energy to discipline her at that moment, he simply lifted her into his arms and walked into his bedroom. Knowing that she wouldn’t make it back to her bedroom without a fight, he tucked her into the vacant side of his bed and kissed her forehead. It wasn’t long after that both succumbed to their respective dreamlands.

               He would deal with her tomorrow.