"I'm not against that."

Uncle James grabs my hands and put one on one of his shoulders while taking my left into his right, I guess we're not swinging tonight. He sways us, before trying to move on into other styles.

"Did I ever teach you how to waltz?" he asks as he tries to get me to follow his steps

"Once or twice, I think you were trying to keep in your brain how to dance in timely styles more than timeless ones such as said waltz." I say as I try to follow his footsteps

"I can't get over how grown up you look, I mean you're technically a full grown adult and I know this is going to sound sappy." Uncle James says as he looks at my hair and makeup

I look up at him, hopefully getting him to keep talking.

"You'll always be a little girl to me, you won't ever be my own daughter and I know I say this a lot, but I hope i'm doing enough to be the best father I can for you." he expresses while rubbing his thumb on my hand

"I am always fading in between calling Pa selfish and just letting you become my adopted father all together then also realizing all he went through and had to witness that made him feel the need for a promised simple life like what he did. Right now i'm on the verge of the first one because I wish that he was here to see me off for my probably last school dance ever, but he's not. You are and i'm completely fine with that fact, but he would be getting upset about he feels like you're more like a dad to me." I ramble

"Pull it together, Doll. I love you, but I need words not just thoughts." he smiles

"If I ever get married and you are still alive, I want you to be the one to walk me down that aisle. There is no one else who I would rather have in this world do that, but I wouldn't ever choose anyone else if I had another choice. Even if Pa was here as he should be, I would have a double dad escort with you on one arm and him on the other. If you're mad at him or just want me to yourself for a moment, I would be honored to be called your daughter." I finally get out

He pulls me to him, hugging me tightly with his well-known warm embraces that he gives to people who he thinks deserve them.

"I love you too, Sarah." he sniffles in the hug

I rub my hands up snd down his back, letting him know that I am here.

"I love you so much, Tătic."

We stand here for a few minutes, keeping to each other as we always have. We sway side to side a little bit, keeping each other's heels from getting sore.

"I'm glad, is Ned driving here or..?" Uncle James asks

"He's taking a cab, I'm driving us in the car." I nod as we come out of the hug

"That's not very gentleman like." he says sort of pouty

"I know, but he doesn't have a car and Pa gave me his, so i'm able to take us where we need to go."

"Hmm, is it just him coming over?"

"Now that I think about it, I think he said he was bringing his sister for pictures. She wanted to be here for some of them."

"Alright." he nods before walking to grab a water bottle

*knock, knock*

Uncle James rushes into the bedroom before putting on a some gloves. He then walks to the kitchen, grabbing something from the refrigerator and handing it to me before answering the door. I look through the plastic to see Ned's boutonnière-we chose posies as our flower since it was the safest bet of not getting roses like i'm sure most of the students will have.

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