Father’s Day Reunion
“You never talk about your father,” said Anna, one morning at the breakfast table. “Father’s Day is coming up.”
“Yes,” said Frankie. “It is. I don’t want to keep things from you. My father is also a monster. He left my mother and I when I was very young. Mother believes he didn’t want to stick around to find out if I was going to turn into a monster.”
“You know,” said Anna. “Just because you may look different than everyone else, doesn’t mean that you are a bad person. In fact, you looking like a monster has made you one of the sweetest men I know.”
“But people get frightened when they see me,” said Frankie.
“If people can’t take the time to get past your looks and see you for who you are underneath,” said Anna. “Then, they are the ones losing out.”
“I suppose that is true,” said Frankie.
“I have to go to the diner,” said Anna. “My shift starts in 20 minutes. We are having a guest for dinner tonight. Do you mind tidying up here, please?”
“Of course,” said Frankie. “I can do that.”
Anna gave Frankie a kiss and then she rushed out the door. Frankie spent the day cleaning up the apartment. He assumed the special guest was her father. He made sure the apartment was spotless.
Anna came home from work that afternoon. She brought home a bag of take-out for dinner from the diner. About half an hour later, the doorbell rang. Anna went to answer it.
There, at the door, stood an exact look-a-like to Frankie, only an older version.
“Dad!” shouted Frankie, recognizing his father from photos his mother had shown him and also because he looked so much like himself.
“Son,” cried Frankie’s father, seeing his son for the first time in years. “So, it is true. You did turn out to be just like me.”
“If you are referring to the fact that I am a monster,” said Frankie. “Then, yes, I did.”
There was an awkward silence.
“I hope you like meatloaf,” said Anna. “I brought it home from the diner.”
“Meatloaf is my favourite,” said Frankie’s father. “Speaking of the diner, I went there for lunch yesterday and that is where I met your Anna. When she served me, she told me I looked like someone she knew.”
“So that is how the reunion all took place,” said Frankie, smiling.
“You have a special woman there,” said Frankie’s father. ”You should keep her.”
“I intend to,” said Frankie.
Frankie found out his father was very much like him. He was rough looking but very sweet and kind on the inside. Frankie and his father had a great heart-to-heart talk. They both got along very well.
“We will have to do this again,” said Frankie’s father, when he gave Frankie a hug.
“How about Father’s Day?” asked Anna.
“I would love that,” said Frankie’s father.
“I would too,” said Frankie.
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