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It was immaculately kept. The decorations weren’t many but they were well made. There were pictures of her. Things she recognized as having made when she was younger. His office was decidedly manly. She couldn’t understand why she fancied being here. There wasn’t anything that would have usually affected her interest. It was probably because it was his and his alone that made this little sanctuary so comfortable.

John She thought his name. But it didn’t have the same effect as saying it. The jah sound was what made that name particularly lovely she surmised. “Jah-ohn” she said softly. “John” She repeated. “John Evans” Now she thought about her name. Holly “Hah-lee” She wondered what it was about her name that made her parents choose it. “John Evans and his daughter Holly” She didn’t think about her mothers name at all. It didn’t even pass through her thoughts. Even if her mothers first name was her middle name- it didn’t matter. For Holly there was only her father. The one person she felt most attached to. The only person she had ever “loved”

Sparks. Security. Her mind wondered to him when she was in a serious state of being. Thought mechanics related with his familiarity and brought together his face most often in her memories. John Evans was Holly’s maker in more ways than one. He was her savior in all ways. He was her daddy.

And there he was. He passed through the thresh hold, his handsome face made her smile instantly and she popped up on her feet in celebration. Of course there was her instant sputtering of , “Max!?” She couldn’t help it. “you should have told me.” both hands went to her hips in mock anger but she wasn’t really upset that Max was now her body guard. She was happy not to have a stodgy old companion following her around. But still! He should have said something about it.