Sadie laughed out loud and almost fell back on her ass where she was crouched, wobbling for a moment, chuckling as she got back to her feet. “Thanks!” She grinned, dusting herself off. “You’re pretty damn cool yourself.”
Mira snorted a laugh and grinned. She steadied herself as best she could despite the ice being slippery beneath her feet. “So how you want me to do this? Push her in, yeah?” she asked, gripping the handlebars.
“Yeah, that works, lemme see if I can’t get you some traction.” She chuckled, eyesing Mira’s shoes on the slick ice, before focusing and pressing her hands to the side of the platform. A moment latter, little rough bumps and ridges formed over the top surface of the ice, something almost the same texture as gravel, but a little more uniform. “That better?”
Nodding, Mira trailed her focus down to the ice beneath her feet and watched it in awe as the ridges appeared. She scuffed her boot against it to get a good feel then looked back at Sadie with a confident nod. “Got it.” So slowly, Mira carefully pushed Sadie’s bike into the truck bed until the bottoms of her boots touched the metal.
“Awesome.” Sadie grinned lightly, watching Mira push the bike onto the truck bed. Moving to the other side of the truck, she tossed a couple of ropes up to Mira after tying off one end of each to the truck. “Could you hand those over to me?” She asked, jogging around to the other side.
Making sure the bike was secure in it’s place on the truck bed, Mira caught the ropes in her hand and grinned. The other hand gripped the handlebar, keeping the bike steady in place. “Yeah!” Once Sadie was on the other side of the truck, she tossed down the ropes.
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(Source: intimateerotica, via ulric-on-the-strings)
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This was the nineteenth year Mira celebrated father’s day without her father. Though Mira missed her dad every day (and missed him dearly), some years didn’t hit her as hard as others.
This year really hit home.
The young mother was laying in her bed next to Minion, worried about Ulric out looking for Joey. But after the blackout, hospital visit, and MRI scan, Mira knew she had to get some rest. That is what it had all come down to after all - rest.
After trailing her fingers over her very pregnant belly and watching Emma do little acrobatics in there, Mira shifted to her side, staring tiredly out at the room. She had since taken out her phone, scrolling through photos of herself, Ulric, Joey and Minion. It was kind of inevitable for her to cry. She did. Just for a little while. Mira was simply drained from all the crying she had done the past week.
Seeing Ulric and the kids, well…it made her think of her dad.
It took her a long moment, but slowly, Mira shut her eyes.
“…hi, Daddy.” she began, keeping quiet. “Another year without you…”
Mira sighed, briefly squeezing her eyes shut before peeking them open again. Her hand rested on her belly. “…I wish you were here to see this.”
Minion rolled his way across the mattress to snuggle under Mira’s arm. She smiled softly. “You got three grandkids now…” Mira wanted to believe with all her heart that he was listening. Someway, somehow. Reaching over to the nightstand, Mira grabbed the sonogram photos of Emma. She touched her fingertips against the glossy print, smiling softly as they ran over those chubby little cheeks.
“I think you’d be proud of me, dad. Opened a garage…I’m engaged…I’ve got kids…” she sniffled, smiling. “You’d love Ulric…” And she knew her fiancé would love her dad too. She remembered as much as she could about her father despite only being able to spend four years of her life with him. “I…I’m proud of myself.”
It was another long quiet moment. Mira stroked the top of Minion’s globe seeking out comfort, but she couldn’t help shutting her eyes and sniffling again. Those little unwelcomed tears started to stream down her cheeks. Minion wasn’t sure of what Mira was talking about, but whoever and whatever it was was very important and special to her.
After a loud sniffle, Mira spoke up again. “I miss you, daddy. Every day for the past nineteen years. I wish I could see you again.” Mira didn’t even have a photo of him. “I wish you could be here to see your grandkids…to see Ulric…to see me…” Her lower lip trembled thinking about how she wouldn’t even be able to share a father and daughter dance at her and Ulric’s wedding.
“…still remember the days you let me sit on the bike.” she chuckled through the tears, thinking back to those simple, wonderful little memories. “Or when you gave me Sam and we went on all sorts of adventures…’or when you’d sing me classic rock lullabies.”
Mira had to grab a tissue off the nightstand to blow her nose. She sighed again. “…you were the best dad I could ask for.”
Closing her eyes again, Mira let the last few little tears make their way down her cheeks.
“Happy Father’s Day, daddy. I love you.”
Happy Father’s day! Thanks to all the dads who have helped us know the joys of motorcycling, or who raised the type to be into such a hobby/sport.
(Photo credit unknown, couldn’t find the original source. I imagine it’s a LIFE image.)
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Sadie laughed out loud and almost fell back on her ass where she was crouched, wobbling for a moment, chuckling as she got back to her feet. “Thanks!” She grinned, dusting herself off. “You’re pretty damn cool yourself.”
Mira snorted a laugh and grinned. She steadied herself as best she could despite the ice being slippery beneath her feet. “So how you want me to do this? Push her in, yeah?” she asked, gripping the handlebars.
“Yeah, that works, lemme see if I can’t get you some traction.” She chuckled, eyesing Mira’s shoes on the slick ice, before focusing and pressing her hands to the side of the platform. A moment latter, little rough bumps and ridges formed over the top surface of the ice, something almost the same texture as gravel, but a little more uniform. “That better?”
Nodding, Mira trailed her focus down to the ice beneath her feet and watched it in awe as the ridges appeared. She scuffed her boot against it to get a good feel then looked back at Sadie with a confident nod. “Got it.” So slowly, Mira carefully pushed Sadie’s bike into the truck bed until the bottoms of her boots touched the metal.
“I will.”
Knowing she’s asleep, he keeps his voice low. Untangling himself from Mira slowly, Ulric leans over to brush a light kiss against her temple before getting up.
Even wanting to linger too he knows he has to get searching again.
Mira had already fallen into such a sleep that she could barely feel Ulric moving. However, she did feel the kiss upon her temple. That soft little kiss. On her side, Mira relaxed her head against the white hospital pillows, hands resting where Ulric had laid.
The room had become very quiet and dim, but whatever Mira was dreaming had her mumbling an ‘I love you’ to Ulric before he left.
Pausing in the doorway when he hears that, Ulric smiles softly, turning back to take a look at Mira.
“Love you too, Star.”
After that, he finally heads out of the room.