"No， it'sallright." Dadpattedmyhand."， 'llbecompanyforyouandyou'''tintendtospendtherestofmylifesittinghere？"
Itwasthefirsttimeinmonthshe'.
"Icouldn'tgofaratfirst，" hewenton."ButifIgraduallybuildupmystrength…"
， hewaslaughing.
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Infact， inastrangeway， SadieseemedtotakeoverwhereMegleftoff.
Daddidn'ttakeheroutofthegarden， buthe'dwalkupanddownwithher， 'dgazeupathim， entranced.
YesterdaymarkedtheanniversaryofMeg'.
Thechildrenplantedsomesnowdropsbeneaththecherrytree， .
ThenthemiracleI''sleaddownfromitshook.
.
"Right， anyonecomingforawalk？"
He'.
"I'llcome." Matthewgrabbedforhiscoat.
"Andme." LaurawasalreadypushingherarmsintothesleevesofherJacket.
Istoodatthewindowandwatchedtheirslowprogressdowntheroad， DadinthemiddleholdingtighttoSadie'slead， ， .
Iheldmybreath， thenrealizedhe'dstoppedbecausehewaslaughing？ .
Ihurriedtothehall， pulledmycoatfromthepegandranoutside.
"Dad？" Iyelled.
Theystoppedandturned.
"Dad，" Icalledagain， feelingallofsixyearsold."CanIcome？"
"Themorethemerrier，" hecalledbackandheldouthisarms， justlikeheusedtowhenIwasalittlegirl.
Irantohim， heartpounding， knowingthatthistimehewouldn'tbeabletoliftmeandwhirlmeround.
Butasheenfoldedmeinhisarmsandhuggedmeclose， thefeelingwaseverybitasgood.
"Welcomeback， Dad，" Iwhispered， andhehuggedmeeventighter.
