I say what I feel again, and this time, I tell him, “I never want you to stop protecting me.” His eyes shoot up to mine. “You’re my dad, and I don’t want that to change with time.” “It could never, Luna.” His eyes bore into mine. “I’ll always be your dad. I’ll always try my best…” He gets choked up, and he has to look away. I wonder if he’s thinking about the night I was taken. “…even when my best isn’t nearly enough.”
