Shiny eyes stared into his as he kneeled, bringing his face level.  “I’ll miss you, daddy” as the whispered voice caught. 

“I love you very much and I’ll be back in just a couple of weeks.  I will call when I can and we can talk” he promised, his heart breaking.

The little arms, the “good arm” hooking him tightly around the neck, squeezed.

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