"Abbygail! Abbygail! Over here!" I turned my head and suddenly found a well known face between hundreds of people. He made it. I smiled and ran directly into his huge arms. He was way bigger than me but I could tell that he didn't really changed although it's been 2 years by now. "Dad, you made it! I've been already thinking about taking the bus." I whispered into his welcoming hug. He smiled "I couldn't let my little girl take the bus in such a big city. You might get lost. London is dangerous, you know? How was your flight?" He just couldn't stop asking me questions for the next two hours.
Well, me that's Abbygail Cummings but almost everyone calls me Abby. I'm 22 years old and I live in a small city near cologne, Germany. My mom is German and my dad is English. When he was stationed in Germany he fell in love and married my mom and now my brother and I are the best proof for the love they once shared. A couple of years after my birth my parents got divorced and my dad returned to England. Ben and I stayed in Germany, talking to dad on the phone once a week. He visited us on our birthdays and on Christmas, but never were we allowed to visit him in England. My mom was just scared that we'd never come back I guess. But thank God I'm old enough by now. I study safety-management at the university of Cologne. For my final bachelor thesis I need to work abroad for a year. And that's the reason my dad had to pick us up from London Heathrow. I wasn't alone. I travelled with my dog Elmo. I couldn't just leave him behind, because he is my best friend and we are a good team. 'It'll be an awesome year'' I thought. Little did I know how exicting it was going to be.
