For the guy with kids and WW II

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At about 10 pm, D11 calls me from WW's cell to tell me that they are headed home and then corrects herself and says hotel. I was gonna freak. She says she misses me and wished that I could have gone. I tell her I miss her, too. She asks about puppies and I tell her they are fine. I ask if they had a good time and she says yes. I tell her the things I did today. I hear WW in background saying they are lost in her fathers neighborhood. Driving in circles. We laugh. I ask D if she knew the plans for tomorrow and she consults a bit with WW and tells me breakfast in the morning, a quick stop at WW's favorite restaraunt for some barbeque before heading home. I tell her to call me back when ready for bed so I can tell everyone goodnight.

D11 calls back about an hour later saying they are tto tired for baths and will take them in the morning. I call all of them stinkers and we are laughing. I talk to D6 who tells me she also misses me. I miss you, too. I miss you more, she says. I tell I love her and she asks if I want to talk to mom.

I ask WW about her day. She sounds frazzled and tired and a bit sad. I ask how her dad is and she says that he doesn't seem to have much time left. He has turned a shade of yellow and is down to about 125 pounds. He has little ones my D's age and also has two foster children. WW says the kids keep him going. I tell her that the kids give us strength. She says "Yes, they do." But not in a happy way. I know she is tired and it is hot there. Like I said before, about 105 for the day. We talk about her plans for tomorrow and when she is going to leave. She mentions that she'll just call her mother tomorrow morning because she is probably working anyway. I ask her what she wants to do tomorrow. "I don't want to do anything", she says kind of half heartedly. She feels like having steaks from the grill, baked potato's and salad. I say ok, consider it done.

I tell her hugs to you. Be strong with her dad. She says she will. I want to ask her what she is thinking about, but I don't. I know she is scared for her dad. I want to get into conversation with her, but refrain. Another time. She is messing with the girls and tells me in Spanish that she needs a cigarette. Didn't quit yet, huh. Nope. Not yet. Not today. I hear D11 say I know what you mean and gets on WW's case about smoking.

She says we'll see you tomorrow. I tell her "sweet dreams to you." She says ok and then she tell me goodnight.

Good night. See you tomorrow.