“What are you doing home?” asked Hillbilly Bob’s mother, when she saw her son in the kitchen on a Sunday morning. “You should be at work.”
“I asked my boss if I could take the day off work,” said Hillbilly Bob. “I want to spend the day with Dad. It is Father’s Day, after all.”
“Your dad will love that,” said Mother.
Dad came into the kitchen. He was surprised to see Hillbilly Bob home as well.
“Happy Father’s Day,” said Hillbilly Bob.
“Thank you,” said Dad. “But what are you doing home? I thought you had to work today.”
“I asked my boss for the day off,” said Hillbilly Bob. “I wanted to spend Father’s Day with you.”
“Oh,” said Dad, happily. “That was very nice of you. I was just going to go for a walk. Did you want to come with me?”
“I would love to,” said Hillbilly Bob.
It was a beautiful day in the mountains. The sun was shining. The grass and trees were a brilliant colour. There were sounds of birds, squirrels and other animals scurrying through the forest.
“It is a beautiful day,” said Dad. “This is nice, spending time with you. Thank you for taking the day off. It means a lot to me.”
“We haven’t been able to spend much time together,” said Hillbilly Bob. “I have been very busy lately and I miss spending time with you.”
“I do too,” said Dad. “Life does have its way of getting in the way. I haven’t told you this in awhile but I am very proud of you!”
“Thank you,” said Hillbilly Bob. “You are the best dad I could ask for.”
“I love you,” said Dad, wiping a tear from his eye.
“I love you too,” said Hillbilly Bob.
“This is the best Father’s Day ever,” said Dad.
“I am glad,” said Hillbilly Bob.
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